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I wonder
Will they love me when I'm gone
Maybe if I go hard enough in my songs
If I fight hard through twelve rounds
Will my dad come around
Will my mom say she proud
I wonder will
The thunder
continue to come from
the clouds
Or the crowds
that surround while
I'm spitting my feelings
No chilling
Trying lift the ceiling
Off the building
Clumsy
As I am
I collide with the stars
I'm going too fast
Flowing too hard
trying to go far
On this road to riches
I wonder will
The thunder
continue to come from
the clouds
Or the crowds that surround
while I'm spitting
my feelings
Trying the lift the ceiling off the building
