Title:Rivival
My soul is uplifted, when talent I'm gifted
Seeps through a mic, so nobody can miss it
wish it, made me who I am, stand like a man
I see life is gathered in the palm of my hand
No man can say he's lived life as much as me
Some people call me their dawg, others say I'm a G
Who I be, is who I make myself, pulled off the shelf
Wishing my money count would increase wit wealth
Gathered, shattered and broken memories of life
My road ahead looks dark, but the future seems bright
If I die before I wake, God will take my soul away
I won't quit this game, even if I die right here, today
Revival is in my blood, like blood swimming wit Drugs
Revival in my heart, but yet I am still the same thug