Accept the Challenge

Accept the Challenge

A Poem by Soranda-Jenae

Hook 

Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder, then success is met.

Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder. You'll win, I bet.

 

Verse 1

I want to have to struggle.

I want to go through pain.

Jobs, I need to juggle...

standing in the rain.

Friends I need to lose.

I've got to pay my dues.

Heartache, I must feel.

To make it all seem real.

When I'm distinguished,

and my hell is extinguished

Success will feel sweeter 

I'll be so glad to meet her.

Because I fought my strife.

I cut it down with a knife

Kept those haters off my back.

Kept my mind on track.


Hook 

Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder, then success is met.Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder. You'll win, I bet.


Verse 2

Yeah, I struggled through school.

Felt like a damn fool.

When I saw that cap and gown.

I was proud to be brown.

I let chaos cloud my mind.

Peace was so hard to find.

But I needed that mistake

It helped me get my break.

Hook 

Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder, then success is met.Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder. You'll win, I bet.


Hook 

Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder, then success is met.Feel that heat, yeah feel that strain.

Gotta move a little muscle 

to make it rain.

Just feel that heat, yeah break that sweat.

Cry a little harder. You'll win, I bet.


(Bridge)

I have to do things properly.

Go places, I'd never be.

Rebuke intoxication,

and spend time feeling terribly.

Go little crazy. Insane? That, I'll

never reach.

Hustle for a living.

That is all I'll ever preach.

Do it big! Make it great!

Travel places! Find your mate!

Grind it hard! Feel the heat!

Because your win will be that sweet.


Hook 2 X's 3

So yeah.I want to have to struggle.

I want to go through That pain.

Jobs, I may just juggle,

standing in the rain.

Friends I need to lose because 

I've got to pay my dues.

Heartache, I must feel.

To make it all seem real.

 

© 2013 Soranda-Jenae


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Added on May 28, 2013
Last Updated on June 22, 2013

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Soranda-Jenae
Soranda-Jenae

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I WANT YOUR CRITICISM! You'll find that most of my work can be interpreted as a song. THIS IS TRUE. My goal is to evoke your desire to hear my words with the sound of music. more..

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