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For all the hustlers out there working like crazy and nobody seeing you, heres a jewel

I am the stone that the builder refused, i am the visual The inspiration, i make ladies sing the blues. Im the spark that makes your ideas bright. The same spark that lights the dark, so that you can know your left, from your right. I am the ballot in the box the bullet.. In the gun, that inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son, the story that just began, the promise of whats to come, And i will remain a soldier until the war is done.