Yeah. Bread Winner.You ever feel like the universe is talking to you?Like God putting signs right in your face?Look.[Verse 1 - Gritty, Rhythmic Rap]Sitting on the transit bench, mind full of static.Struggling with heavy thoughts, trying to manage.Looked inside a crumpled paper cup on the floor.Saw a handwritten note, told me "seek something more."Said "take the long way home," avoid the trap.So I hit the pavement, didn't look at the map.Freezing rain on my sleeves, knuckles getting numb.A dog barked twice, man, I wonder where it's from.Bought two pears from the corner stand, trying to eat.Paper bag ripped, watched 'em drop to the street.Minor setback for a major comeback, I don't stop.Gotta keep on grinding till I get to the top.[Pre-Chorus - Melodic Singing, Emotional]Maybe the day is strange.Maybe it's God's plan.Maybe the broken thingsFit right in my open hand.Yeah, everything happens for a reason.[Chorus - Passionate, Belted Out]Paper cup fortune!Tell me where to go!Paper cup fortune!Watch the vision glow!Spin me around.Let me land where I'm meant to be.Paper cup fortune.Man, it's clear to me.Yeah, I understand.[Verse 2 - Fast Flow, Hard-Hitting]At the wash house, the dryer spinning loud.Sounds like a freight train, standing in the crowd.Little kid drawing moons on the foggy window pane.Passed me the marker, smiled through the pain.Snapped my damn shoelace right at the counter line.People looking at me, but I'm doing just fine.I just laughed out loud, I don't care who stares.A little bit of chaos fixes your affairs.Stop fighting the crowd, step into your own lane.You gotta find the wisdom underneath the rain.[Bridge - Half-Spoken, Intense Street Philosophy]I don’t need a map.I don’t need a sign.Give me a crumb of luck.And a crooked line.If it bends, I'ma bend.If it breaks, I'ma stay.Half of it is destiny.The rest is what we make.I don't get tired.[Final Chorus - Maximum Energy, Singing]Paper cup fortune!Tell me where to go!Paper cup fortune!Watch the vision glow!Spin me around.Let me land where I'm meant to be.Paper cup fortune.Man, it's clear to me.Paper cup fortune...Come take my hand.[Outro - Spoken Fade Out]True story.You gotta listen when the streets talk to you.Luca Brasi.Believing in the journey, man.Bread Winner out.
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