Still Standing

I'm still standing, black strong and clever,living life slow wit my  feet softly touching the flo'.

I'm still standing after all my feetz- I'm the one one niggaz try to bring down in the streetz-the one that can squash ah beef-or bury you and dedicate ah line to ya peeps-like rest in peace-never soaked in remorse, hate to feel-cause it's something trapped in this nigga and it's ready to kill-after all this shit dat da world has thrown in my pass-I'm through them barriers-let the world-KISS MY ASS!, and with my back to the wall- I'M STILL STANDING!

Like stormy weather-people try to bring me down and like ah moutain- I refuse to loose ground- dis ain't no circus and I ain't yo clown-it takes the better me to keep that smile from turning into a frown- like a whirlwind where my lyrics will knock ya down-I'm no ice baby nor john brown- I'm more like Katrina when I come around- breaking shit and redecorating the whole town-no chains can hold me down-STILL STANDING!