BREAKIN'

Who do you think you breakin'
you ain't breakin' me
don't you know I was born a queen,

Built through a storm
of strength.
coming from positive,
being born from a Tree
where females was built
to survive.

Had no time to look down,
keeping my head raised to God,
My eyes now see my prize.


Who you think you breakin'
can't break me,
built like a building made of bricks,
Got my feet placed in Gods hands
and God don't make no junk
From him I was made,
fallin' to my knees,
Just5 one God I serve
he happens to be bigger than
you and me,
and he has placed his love
all round me.

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