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Slowpoke...

To all the hip hop music fans,forgive me for being such an amateur about it,hence  my   confession before i write this post : I don't have a clue  about Hip Hop and all that it is,all i know is who  sings what....so i picked a song by Eminem ( i can't deny  that i like his songs  and that's the reason am even writing this)  and then  i picked a few lines that stuck in my head all through the song.
 Till I Collapse (Eminem ft.Nate Dogg)
"This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it"
 "Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that s*** out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse."
 
We all want the good life,but to get there it  means living the 
hard life.Problem is, we want it fast!!Am in that category too,wishing everything i wanted would just come at the snap of my fingers and i easily forget how life acts like a slowpoke!
Life has a way of taking its sweet and precious time,especially when we want something out of it.  It's  a hard lesson to learn and accept, but if Eminem could figure it out,who am i not to?!Nothing that isn't worthwhile  will  ever come easy,the longer it takes the better it gets.Learning not quit even when things get harder.Finding that inner strength only makes us stronger .
It's easy to outrun a slowpoke,but with this slowpoke called life the only way to win the race is by sticking it out till the end,even if the end is nowhere in sight.

 PS:Confession number 2: Those are just the beginning lines of the song,i had to look up the rest of the lyrics cause they were rapped too fast,told you am  clueless when it comes to Hip Hop!!

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