Still I Rise
Du may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
Du may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are Du beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did Du want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened Von my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't Du take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got Gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
Du may shoot me with your words,
Du may cut me with your eyes,
Du may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bär in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
Sorry i havnt been around
things have just poped up
But now i relize my friendship on here
Is the thing that saved me all along
I owe it all to Du
For being there for me
As all as your around
I think ill be happy from now on
Du may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
Du may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are Du beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did Du want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened Von my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't Du take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got Gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
Du may shoot me with your words,
Du may cut me with your eyes,
Du may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bär in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
Sorry i havnt been around
things have just poped up
But now i relize my friendship on here
Is the thing that saved me all along
I owe it all to Du
For being there for me
As all as your around
I think ill be happy from now on
Dear Self
What if Du don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last Tag on this earth?
What if that two Minute conversation Du had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time Du ever spoke to her?
What if Du never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile oder talk to him ever again?
What if Du later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would Du be proud of the life Du have lived?
Will Du regret something that Du did oder did not say?
Would Du be proud of how people would remember you?
Would Du regret not taking Mehr chances, oder not telling him what Du really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My herz racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if Du don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last Tag on this earth?
What if that two Minute conversation Du had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time Du ever spoke to her?
What if Du never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile oder talk to him ever again?
What if Du later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would Du be proud of the life Du have lived?
Will Du regret something that Du did oder did not say?
Would Du be proud of how people would remember you?
Would Du regret not taking Mehr chances, oder not telling him what Du really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My herz racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
