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Luckiest Man Alive Lyrics


Annakin Slayd Luckiest Man Alive

Sometimes I, I stress about the score of the game, I
I bitch about the snow and the rain, I
I lust for the glory and the fame, I
Stress about how I gotta cope with the pain, I
Worry about all the fakeness around us
Worry about all the hate that surrounds us
See the news on the tube and I down it
And my faith in the world takes a pounding
Sometimes I'm short on cash
Sometimes I finish last
Sometimes they troll my channel post and say my joint is trash
Get depressed by the pressure that I'm under
Stress about the oppression among us
Get scared my career is a blunder
And forget that the truth's in the numbers
I had a lot of obstacles laid in my path
But I'm still alive, buddy boy I'ma last


If you living right, go ahead and stand up
If you loving life, show me all your hands up
If you feel lucky, Go ahead and stand up
If you feel like it, show me all your hands up
Sometimes I spread out wide open arms
And point my hands to the sky
Brutha I'm counting all my stars
Cause I'm the luckiest man alive

Sometimes I forget I was raised in MTL, hey!
And now I'm in my prime under the sun in LA
Sometimes I don't know who I am
Sometimes I don't know where I stand
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong
Sometimes I feel like I've fought so long
Yeah you know I've been wrong
But I've known all along
That I would always going on spittin truth through song
Here's to life on all of our terms
Here's to the love that we don't gotta earn
Here's to the dream cause we all gotta yearn
Here's to the smoke cause we all gotta burn
Two blocks from ground zero when the trade centers crashed
But I'm still alive, buddy boy I'ma last

If you living right, Go ahead and stand up
If you loving life, show me all your hands up
If you feel lucky, Go ahead and stand up
If you feel like it, show me all your hands up
Sometimes I spread out wide open arms
And point my hands to the sky
Now Brutha I'm counting all my stars
Cause I'm the luckiest man alive

Breathe it in, take it all count out all your stars
We won't be here long, we ain't here forever
Breathe it in, take it all, count out all your stars
Stalwarts stand tall, we're in this together


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