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Everybody always told me I had two left feet
I always wanted to prove them wrong by showing them I’m so sweet
One day I gonna part the Red Sea with my

passenger
Now I prove everything wrong
Now they all playing my song
I spend it I get it back
Always be lit boy, i'm never whack
I was the boy but now I'm

Christmas movies huddle up it's a marathon
It's time for Clarence here to prove George Bailey wrong
When it comes to Christmas miracles I'm a believer
It's

This mood is nothing new

Hiding from yourself
What's taking you so long?
Fighting by yourself
Just to prove me wrong

It's always the harder way we go

I've been waiting for 
a sign to prove me wrong
I've had enough 
of shallow faces blown to scars
If I ever wanted 
to go back again
It's though

Something is wrong and it´s not exactly me, 
the world had change but not the people yet 
Cause through the years I see the same mistakes

shit
He gave up being honors
Sacrifice this dude would make
Just to prove that he was worthy
Shit was so ridiculous
Turned into jail time he was serving

Say that you're not searching for someone 
But your hungry heart is telling me you're wrong so jump in the car 
Soon we'll be long gone let's dance

you go

Too many evenings sitting out on your own
Standing up to your heroes just to prove we are wrong
Choosing all of your actions by the roll

Why?
Oh my

""This is a question of semantics, not of right and wrong!""
A pretty picture in a most disturbing way
You'll find me where you lost your

years with killers
Moving only in stealth 
But they still doubt me
Chill, cause I'm something else
Taking belts
I'm Cutthroat 
Out for self
By any means

and lies to rest

I can't wait now to prove you all wrong
You wanna start a war? Well I can finish it for you
Let's see what you can do
You cross me, I'll

right
Everyday proves
Yesterday was worth the fight
We had to go through the dark to see the light

She sacrificed for family
Mama, Joe, and me; us three

when it came time to fight,
I thought 'I'll just step aside',
and that the time would prove you wrong
and that you were the fool.

I don't know where

in an ocean of my thoughts. Philosophical Sailor
But am I wrong from leaving niggas behind while seeing with my own eyes how they've stunted they're

on
Fuck what they be on
Put yo middle finger up
And prove 'em bitches wrong
Fuck all the shit
That come out these bitches mouth
Keep to yourself
Fuck what

living life on some G shit
I remember when I used to go to school and they thought I wasn't gonna be shit
Had to prove all them bitches wrong
Never

Who believe in me 
In spite of my mistakes 
Heres to proving the naysayers wrong 
Making my first money with music 
Heres to losing it all to the 
Chaos

a bitch that like to prove me wrong
What that tell you man
And i didn't have to make this song
I'm just saying man
My brother said i'm already rich
So fuck

Drop-dead pinhead never heard a word you said
Wrong turn relearn leave 'em with a match to burn
News flash top brass stealing all your mama's cash

Funny how you need to prove yourselves
As soon as you lose sight of your mind
On your thrones
From your fancy homes
You're kings
Ruling over pawns undone

Or shoot it off the curl
Prove 'em wrong, still got some unbelievers
Stronger from last season
Big Panda you know I'm eating what's up!
It's Brad Beal, dead

Incapable of thoughts
Who'd a thought I'd be the one to see Judgement day come
Prove these motherfuckers wrong
Spittin prophecy in every motherfuckin song

as you try to pull me down

Carry on step by step
Bring my life back on track
Breaking out of my shell
In the end I'm doing well
Finally the time has come