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I don't know much	A
But I'm pretty sure you aren't supposed to hate	B
Kick me to the curb so much it hurts	C
I look to you for guidance	D
And in doing so I let my gard down	E
How you gonn label this generation as garbage	F
Honestly I thought you'd have more faith	G
So I was surprised when you didn't hold my hand	H
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He	-
He is just a kid who fell in love with music	I
Even though his pa told him not to do it	J
No one seems to notice a weapon until you use it	J
The kids at school ain't have much faith either	K
Till he got on the stage	L
Spit some raps	M
And had them all up in their feelings	N
Swore his words hit so deep they could feel it	J
They swear they believe in what he can do	O
But he'd heard those words one too many times	P
See that's what his father said	Q
Then turned around and said his art wasn't enough	R
you kids these days need to grow up he says	S
He forgets how he's always away for work	T
Been leaving his son alone for so long you'd think he wasn't his	U
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Junior grew up too quickly	-
Despite what his father thinks	V
Faced so much	A
The hate was so thick	I
And so the hurt became real	W
Buried himself in his music	I
Just for a chance to feel	W
Like he was worth something	X
And that's when everyone noticed he had something	X
No one notices a weapon till you use it	J
And now he's going in guns blazing	X
No excuses	U
Built his walls so no one would creep in	Y
Should have held his hand when he extended it	J
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Mother told me not to stay out too late	B
Mother told me I'd be called lame	Z
Mother told me that the world is unkind and that it would put me down	E
She said when that happens little girl hold your head up	A2
But when it came to it and I had my hand out	B2
My mother told me my art should remain in the dark	C2
I had my hand out	B2
But she reminded me that to the world	D2
I'd always be a little girl	E2
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Dont get me wrong	F2
Mother ain't raise no follower	K
But she said timing is everything	X
So I had to wait until the world was ready to see me as more	G2
But in the meantime	H2
She said just be a girl	E2
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That's when I started keeping to myself	I2
The sparks within me turned into a fire that would burn through anything	X
No one believed my art was my own	J2
Whether it was too good to be mine or I was too good to do that little	K2
I don't know	L2
I didn't want anyone to hold my hand anymore	G2
I used that hand to hold myself up	A2
So the world wouldn't be above me no more	G2
But I agree	-
I am just a young girl with alot of soul	M2
But the world will have to see	-
That young don't mean weak	N2
Girl don't mean soft	O2
Rap isn't about violence	D
And no one will laugh at us no more	G2
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I'll show them what I mean	P2
Make them shiver at every scene	P2
Let's see who needs their hand held now	Q2

Thandiswa Matsebula

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