Actions

I was built not to fall, I succeed so not set to fail, Your hell hole wont keep me embraced, behind these bars in jail. And i sure don't need your handouts, because your money wont buy my bail. Nobody will give me a life sentence, Because i'm the only one who has the copyright To write the words for my life. So im gonna break free Free myself and leave this cell, hell couldnt keep me even if kingdom came, by the name of the devil himself. Nothing will hold me back, Just when you think you have me captured and hurt, My actions will speak louder than your words. So You can say that you're going to, put a bullet in my chest, a nail in my coffin, But you'll still hear me through, that pine box talking. Yet you're the one whispering, as im walking.........away. Because i've buried you now, Six feet down When you're submerged in dirt, the only thing that occurs is being hurt. You've caused me enough pain, I've cursed your name, so many times before, But Now that my actions have spoke for themselves, I dont feel pain anymore.