The history you wrote with your sour and tales of lies
You may pace me in the sheer mud
But I 'll Rise .....
My boldness upsets you ?
Still my worries caused you misery ?
Because i held my head so high
Pumping in my heart
Like pumpkin and like sun
With belief of tides
Just like the hopes leap high
I 'll Rise ......
Curious eyes that wanted to see me broken , bowed head and lowered eyes
Spirits falling down like teardrops and soulful cries ?
Still I 'll Rise ......
You pumped me with your words,
You rip me with your eyes,
Often killed by your hate-fullness,
But like a breeze
I 'll Rise ......
Out of the shame of being raped, chained and often drugged for sex
I 'll Rise .....
From the past that was grounded by pain
I 'll Rise ......
Escaping the nights of fright and doubts
I 'll Rise .....
Like a dream of a morn
I 'll Rise ......
You may pace me in the sheer mud
But I 'll Rise .....
My boldness upsets you ?
Still my worries caused you misery ?
Because i held my head so high
Pumping in my heart
Like pumpkin and like sun
With belief of tides
Just like the hopes leap high
I 'll Rise ......
Curious eyes that wanted to see me broken , bowed head and lowered eyes
Spirits falling down like teardrops and soulful cries ?
Still I 'll Rise ......
You pumped me with your words,
You rip me with your eyes,
Often killed by your hate-fullness,
But like a breeze
I 'll Rise ......
Out of the shame of being raped, chained and often drugged for sex
I 'll Rise .....
From the past that was grounded by pain
I 'll Rise ......
Escaping the nights of fright and doubts
I 'll Rise .....
Like a dream of a morn
I 'll Rise ......
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