Are you ready to be extraordinary?
I was a daydream
Quiet and unseen
I lived in stories
But inside I kept a mystery
I was a starling
Nobody’s darling
Flying in perfect circles just for company
And now I’m ready
And now I’m ready
And now I’m ready to be extraordinary
A midnight airplane
A window glowing
I know I am another sparkle in the sky
I shine uncovered
Still undiscovered
But you might see me in the corner of your eye
And now I’m ready
And now I’m ready
And now I’m ready to be extraordinary
Wakin’ up to a week of Sundays
I am my own parade
Stoppin’ off at a sidewalk cafe
Wind is playin’ in the trees
Kicking up confetti leaves
Seems as if it’s all to say
And now I’m ready
Yeah now I’m ready
And now I’m ready to be extraordinary
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“The winners in life think constantly in terms of I can, I will, and I am. Losers, on the other hand, concentrate their waking thoughts on what they should have or would have done, or what they can’t do.”
- Dennis Waitley
“There are no secrets to success. It is the result of preparation, hard work, and learning from failure.”
- Colin Powell
A recording of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. giving a speech on civil disobedience entitled “But If Not” to a congregation in 1967.
A snippet:
I say to you, this morning, that if you have never found something so dear and precious to you that you will die for it, then you aren’t fit to live.
You may be 38 years old, as I happen to be, and one day, some great opportunity stands before you and calls upon you to stand for some great principle, some great issue, some great cause. And you refuse to do it because you are afraid.
You refuse to do it because you want to live longer. You’re afraid that you will lose your job, or you are afraid that you will be criticized or that you will lose your popularity, or you’re afraid that somebody will stab or shoot or bomb your house. So you refuse to take a stand.
Well, you may go on and live until you are ninety, but you are just as dead at 38 as you would be at ninety.
And the cessation of breathing in your life is but the belated announcement of an earlier death of the spirit.
You died when you refused to stand up for right.
You died when you refused to stand up for truth.
You died when you refused to stand up for justice.
Source: Democracy Now via Boing Boing
A song about staying strong in the hardest of times.
You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless, like you’ve lost your fight
But you’ll be alright
You’ll be alright
‘Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ’til you break
‘Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand
Then you stand
Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of a canyon with only one way down
Take what you’re given before it’s gone
And start holding on, keep holding on
‘Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ’til you break
‘Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand
Then you stand
Every time you get up
And get back in the race
One more small piece of you
Starts to fall into place
‘Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ’til you break
‘Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand
Then you stand
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“What the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve.”
- Napoleon Hill
A reminder that you’re in charge of the direction of your own life (and my personal all-time favorite song!).
Feel it falling off like clothing
Taste it rolling on your tongue
See the lights above you glowing
And breathe them deep into your lungs
It was always simple
Not hidden hard
You’ve been pulling at the strings
Playing puppeteer for kings
And you’ve had enough
But the search ends here
Where the night is totally clear
And your heart is fierce
So now you finally know
That you control where you go
You can steer
So hold this feeling like a newborn
With freedom surging through your veins
You have opened up a new door
So bring on the wind, fire, and rain
It was always simple
Not hidden hard
You’ve been played at a game
Called remembering your name
And you stuffed it up
But the search ends here
Where the night is totally clear
And your heart is fierce
So now you finally know
That you control where you go
You can steer
And now you finally know
That you control where you go
You can steer
‘Cause you’ve been listening for answers
But the city screams and all your dreams go unheard
But the search ends here
Where the night is totally clear
And your heart is fierce
So now you finally know
That you control where you go
You can steer
You get out of the box
You step into the clear
‘Cause now you finally know
You can steer
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“The man who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The man who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever seen before.”
- Alan Ashley-Pitt
Cause sometimes you just feel tired
You feel weak
And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up
But you gotta search within you
Try to find that inner strength and just pull that s**t out of you
And get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter
No matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse
Till I collapse I’m spilling these raps, long as you feel ‘em
Till the day that I drop you’ll never say that I’m not killing them
Cause when I am not then I am stop pennin them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts, when I’ma stop sending them
Women are caught in webs, spin em and hawk venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop
Amoxicillin’s just not real enough
The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling, minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners
Your coming with me, feel it or not, you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up?
Fo’ shizzle my wizzle this is the plot, listen up
You bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck
[Chorus - NateDogg]
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, am I high? Perhaps
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
[Verse #2:]
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you real
and you spit and people are feeling your shit.
This is your moment and every single minute you spittin tryin to hold on to it cause you may never get it again.
So while you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when its at its end.
Cause I’m at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in.
I got a list here’s the order of my list that it’s in
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me. But in this industry I’m the cause of a lot of envy
so when I’m not put on this list the shit does not offend me.
That’s why you see me walk around like nothing’s bothering me.
Even though half you people got a fuckin problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me
The press’s wet dream like Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Verse #3:]
Soon as a verse starts I eat at MC’s heart
what is he thinking, how not to go against me? smart
And it’s absurd, how people hang on every word.
I’ll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I’ll never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse.
That’s why I’m clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I’m a addict
I rap like I’m addicted to smack like I’m Kim Mathers.
But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack I’m launching at them
The track is on some battle, and raps who wants some static
Cause I don’t really think that the fact that I’m Slim matters
A plaque and platinum status is whack if I’m not the badest.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Outro:]
Until the roof (until the roof)
The roof comes off (the roof comes off)
Until my legs (until my legs)
give out from underneath me
I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one could beat me.
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