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The road to success is not straight, there's a curve called failure A loop called confusion, speed bumps called friends And red light called enemies, caution signs called family And flat tires called jacks, but if you have a spare called determination And an engine called perserverance, with insurance called faith And the drive to make it, you'll reach a place called success Can you hear me?! Dat one yah a fi di ghetto youth dem Yo star this a murder! Man a ghetto youth fi life, yo