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Friday, April 15, 2011


Everybody wanna try to box me in
suffocating everytime it locks me in
paint they own pictures then they crop me in
but I will remain where the top begins
cause I am not a word, I am not a line
I am not a girl that can ever be defined
I am not fly, I am levitation
I represent an entire generation
I hear the criticism loud and clear
that is how I know that the time is near
so we become alive in a time of fear
and I ain't got no motherfucking time to spare
cry my eyes out for days upon days
such a heavy burden placed upon me
but when you go hard your nay’s become yay’s
Yankee Stadium with Jay’s and Kanye’s
-Ms Minaj

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