I rise, and still I rise... [Ta'He] Still I (still I) I rise (I rise) Please give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I don't want
I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise out of the shacks of history's shame up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise Now did you want
I thought I wanted more Get the life more Just one more call Though I've never lost Believe I don't care Never again [A R R & Dido:] If I rise, they
haters with me Might hit up thisis50... MTV... hit up BET Tell 'em pretty pretty please don't play Nicki [Chorus: x2] Still I rise Still I fight Still I
haters with me Mite hit up thisis50... MTV... hit up BET Tell 'em pretty pretty please don't play Nicki [Chorus: x2] Still I rise Still I fight Still I
I feel Low Yet still I I need to know which way to go Yet still I At times I feel Low Yet still I I rise Yet still I rise Oh yes I do (Grazie a mario
I I need to know which way to go Yet still I At times I feel low Yet still I Oh Oh Oh I rise Yet still I rise Oh yes I do, yeah yeah
with me. might hit up thisis50, MTV, hit up BET . Tell'em pretty pretty please , don't play Nicki . [CHORUS] Still I rise, still I fight, still I
the peri-actor adrenalin maxed in bringing the raptor we cap it and coming at ya studio gangsters applying the actra still print that real shit i'm
's all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, brothers dyin', funerals) Will I forever be alone? (Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey I
help it I, I, I can't help it, I, I, I can't help it I, I can't help it, I, I, I can't help it I, I can't help it, I, I, I can't help it I, I, I, I
haters with me Might hit up thisis50, MTV, hit up BET Tell 'em pretty pretty please don't play Nicki [Chorus: x2] Still I rise Still I fight Still I
I will rise when He calls my name No more sorrow, no more pain I will rise on eagle's wings Before my God fall on my knees And rise, I will rise, I
I rise, I fall with each little thing you do You hurt, I hurt, I'm that much a part of you And when you're happy baby, well I'm happy too Since I'm that
If we chase acclaim in search for... search for stature, Then our status becomes a vacuum draining. Opulence is a myth for there is no final rest. Change
understand You never redemption Still I rise from the ashes, from the ashes Look inside, search for meaning Truth cannot survive, truth cannot survive Still I rise
and under... undernourished, yearning for something more. Never starving yet never quite satisfied. Carnal but without useful flesh or mind. Yeah... I
