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harold john - setbacks to comebacks lyrics

[verse 1: harold john]
yeah, i ain’t an athlete but sh-t
feels like i deserve gold medal for grit
survival of the fittest? obviously i’m fit
don’t take my word for it, ask apocalypse
i’m the x-man always on to the next plan
if i ever get married i’ll be own best man
‘cause — besides g-o-d and nicky g
ain’t n0body had my back more than me
faith of a mustard seed but i had to play catch up
three jobs just to cover my nut, get them checks up
and what emcee you know besides me
could drink a bottle of bleach and still be able to speak?
but that’s another story for another verse and another day
suffice to say, i had to many run-ins with gangsters
crooked cops and drove drunk so many days
must be a reason why i’m not in a grave

[pre-hook: harold john]
yeah, when i was just a little kid, bruh
mom said, “ain’t how hard you fall, it’s how fast you get up
so no matter what, don’t you ever give up”
i said no matter what, don’t you ever give up!
even if i’m down for the count
don’t you dare ever count me out
i ain’t down and out
against all odds? i like those odds
watch me pick myself up off the ground
and turn setbacks to comebacks!

[hook: syne]
they tryin’ to lock me down
they tryin’ to lock me down, yeah
they cannot hold me down
they cannot hold me down, no
‘cause i’m fightin’ for my family
and i’m fightin’ for what i believe — in
and i ain’t givin’ up
and i ain’t lettin’ up, no

[verse 2: harold john]
came to ‘frisco with a pocket full of lint
focused only on leaving behind the life of an alcoholic
now i’m leavin’ racks in my pocket
an apartment in harlem, and my wifey’s a certified model
don’t tell me progress ain’t possible
harold defied logic, overcame all obstacles
accomplished feats mortal men could only dream
from outcast to role model in the community
true black man, no coonin’ or tomfoolery
pan-african colors on my neck the only jewelry
put some skin in the game, see how successful you could be
if you don’t believe in yourself, how you expect belief from me?
reyes didn’t think i’d make it
now i gotta front like i’m shocked at the progress i’ve made when—
it was planned, i worked for this
work ethic of an immigrant
organized as cesar chavez when it comes to grit
drove a brand new car off the lot last year
usually not one to brag, just had to make that clear
instead of hatin’ ask for advice, i’ll lace you like a shoe
and suggest some e-40 music to listen to
ugh!

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