[Guru]
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Though the times are getting wicked I'm older
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I got a chip on my shoulder
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True players always maintaing, I'm different I told ya
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Don't want to be just a commodity
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I'm smarter G
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This is my life, and my soul not just a job to me
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It's the truest part of me
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Fans now mobbing me
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Fake friends acting like I just won the lottery
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Back then I guess it was hard to see
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The real paradox
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What an artist see
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It's like that saying
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Be careful what you pray for you might get it
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Of course it's all about winning and money but how far will we let it
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Taken 'em, the holy game can make 'em, then instantaneously break 'em
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Rain one day sunshine the next
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Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed
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What's next accounted by the press
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Mad stress on my chest
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Of course I know that I'm blessed but here's the test
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On "Any Given Sunday" I got to play my best
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Sacrifice don't give up the fight
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Everything will be all right on any given Sunday
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(The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall)
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Depends on you if you win or lose
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You know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
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(Strive to achieve and die for what you believe)
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[Jamie Foxx]
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On the battlefields left abandoned
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One man standing
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To me the ball was handed
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Taken shots and left stranded,
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No defensive they tackle me
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Every blow brings back a memory
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Learning lessons from my injury
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It's killing me
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Cause at first they wasn't feeling me
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Never given a chance to show my true ability
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Too many pressures trying to play me out
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Put me positions that's sure to lay me out
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No doubt
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Sacrifice don't give up the fight
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Everything will be all right on any given Sunday
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(The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall)
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Depends on you if you win or lose
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You know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
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(Strive to achieve and die for what you believe)
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[Common]
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Playing on a field of hard times
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These struggles are like the yardlines that I gain from
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Nowhere is where I came from
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From day one, I knew the game and how to play run
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But never knew the price of fame would weigh tons
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Now I learn from self when pain comes
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And walk when they say run
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Fame can be as painful as
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Death of patron
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Young black, gifted
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But I'm rapped in myself
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Broke many tackles but I'm trapped in myself
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See what happens with wealth
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At times you can lose yourself
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During the sunniest of days many superstars fell
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From cotton to football fields
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You know how they play brothers
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As long as we play well they love us
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I know that on Any Given Sunday
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This can be taken from me
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But it all comes down to is money
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I know that on Any Given Sunday
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This can be taken from me
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But it all comes down to is money y'all
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Sacrifice don't give up the fight
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Everything will be all right on any given Sunday
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(The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall)
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Depends on you if you win or lose
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You know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
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(Strive to achieve and die for what you believe)
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Any Given Sunday (Feat. Guru And Comon)
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