Getting Stronger

[Verse 1: Concrete Cee] I wanna cry it all out, so you all can hear But is it for sure, that anybody cares? Cause if it's not, I ain't gon' say a word But be ready for the outburst, better stay alert Because I feel like I'm locked in chains And I ain't even got a option to stop the pain Even rollin' where the hotties at, flowin' over party tracks Pourin' the Bacardi only knocks the brain, shit I know I gotta get stronger (I know) And I know that I gotta get on, but (I know) I'm feelin' like I don't really wanna With the pen and the pad, I'll be sittin' on the corner With the thoughts of somebody in the coma See the light in the tunnel and I'm feelin' I get closer Can you tell me who I can turn to Case I don't know what to do when it's my turn, boo? [Hook 1: Concrete Cee] Till the day that I'm dyin', I'm tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But it's no use cause everytime I feel tough It feels like my enemies're still being stronger And maybe I'm crazy tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But I gotta, at least a bit Rule number one in life, is survival of the fit [Verse 2: Concrete Cee] Enough of these games, enough of this pain Enough of these things, can you feel me? I don't wanna do it no more This is a game where y'all cheat, the one losin' is Con And I don't wanna dig in my memory Neither find out y'all just pretend to be Real friends but for real y'all against'a me I couldn't do a thing, but try to keep my sanity Movin' out against any kinda emnity Embraced tenderly, by a gentle breeze Gone in the wind are my friends when they gotta mend the Cee And leave me steamin', thinkin' of another penalty It's right now, war but Con need rather peace I wanna cook, but I can't find the recipe To tell the truth, I don't need any flattery Just need to speak over these kinda melodies [Hook 1: Concrete Cee] Till the day that I'm dyin', I'm tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But it's no use cause everytime I feel tough It feels like my enemies're still being stronger And maybe I'm crazy tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But I gotta, at least a bit Rule number one in life, is survival of the fit [Verse 3: Concrete Cee] And can you even picture this stress? The value of a man being measured by success? But more money, more problems A fat bank account can't even make the problems get less You only strong if you know how to trust and love You ain't strong if you know how to bust a slug This song goes to all my thugs Yes, for a girl I nearly shed all my blood But go ahead, you can call me stupid To make deals with Cupid, like love's just useless But who do you turn to, when in trouble? Shared agony is halved and unhalved is doubled I know we can't knock the hustle (I know) I know that life is bitch in a tussle (I know) But either you develop a little muscle Accept love as the missin' piece of the puzzle, or [Hook 2: Concrete Cee] Till the day that you dyin', you're tryin' to KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER But it's no use cause everytime you feel tough It feels like ya enemies're still being stronger And maybe you crazy tryin' to KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER But you gotta, at least a bit Rule number one in life, is survival of the fit, boy [Hook 1: Concrete Cee] Till the day that I'm dyin', I'm tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But it's no use cause everytime I feel tough It feels like my enemies're still being stronger And maybe I'm crazy tryin' to (KEEP ON GETTING STRONGER) But I gotta, at least a bit Rule number one in life, is survival of the fit