In life you either lose or win//back then poverty looked like me,so i
called him my twin//insecured attitude gat me chasing away my win//cus
my win could turn out to be a huge defeat//we were in every party
gathering all remnant to feed//so we wouldn't go hungry,we labelled
fruit trees as our eateries//but mamma's prayers and tears got me firmly
back on my feet//with a trusted ship which i call friendship pulled me
out of hardship//my determination and commitment slapped the hell off
hardship//now my family,my team rolling high with a great high
speed//and we imprisoned dream killers in a dream they can't still
believe//they thought we were
losers finding a place in the world
to live//they thought even with a ladder we can't reach nor cross the
sea//but they forgot that mother's prayers and tears is a sure
guarantee.

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