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"Still I Rise" You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I`ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? `Cause I walk like I`ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I`ll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don`t you take it awful hard `Cause I laugh like I`ve got gold mines Diggin` in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I`ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I`ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history`s shame I rise Up from a past that`s rooted in pain I rise I`m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that`s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave.   a href="http://members.blackplan et.com/DSGB_209/"> DSGB_209 Music 4 U
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