to be alive Get away from the bad times Get away from the darkside Of this! Just get a grip of reality, it's right in front Of me. Thinking about oppurtunity- Running out
Translation: No Motiv. Out Of Reach.
do to be alive Get away from the bad times Get away from the darkside Of this! Just get a grip of reality, it's right in front Of me. Thinking about oppurtunity- Running out
I reach the ledge And when I reach the ledge I'll tell 'em all to eat a dick Take a leap of faith and let my eagle wings spread, spread, spread Motivation
loyal, dustin and then they're there for you You wanted to enter 36 in the soil My technique is speak, have you knocked out weak Forever in it, my slang
down that road and now I'm back sitting on square one Trying to pick myself up where I started from I never would've thought that I'd see you out of
and try to make moves We gonna pop your balloons So we can air it out Breez em' and clear it out I ain't saying nothin', man I figured it out You
not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach And the band, they
and Hovi Hov, out on the same island Took the whip to the other side of Jamaica Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my weight up" Formulated my plan, motivated
mirror, look in the mirror Look in the mirror, look in the mirror, look in the mirror 6 in the mornin' my alarm goes off Dope come out the pot, then
beat Seeking for the perfect beat I must get mine I'm out to get it I must get mine I'm out to get it Now in this world of music There are many different
' out of this 'cuz I'm not with that there Get on the dancefloor, c'mon, take a stand All the girlies in the place wanna dance with you, my man Get on the floor and work it out
it And since a nigga from the projects Champagne out of a can would be the fly shit And I'm a history major Hood motivational speaker Rap Led Zeppelin
shorties do the bustin' While I motivate on power moves, you live be coward rules Singin' the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
own anticipation Keeps the fire from burning out It's time for domination No one will ever take us down Count me in, but don't count me out You can'
't let that intimidate you Don't let it separate you From all the ones who question why Just keep on reaching for the sky And you'll find out it's not
defenses open, our motives are shot This hush of the heart seems too much to keep It?s gathered here and wakening me And stealing with fear that?s reaching
a chip on my shoulder, Might as well be a boulder I'm holdin' it for four molar holders And I got a holy rotive motives Take a bite off my, right off
