Lupe Fiasco, Common, Jennifer Hudson - Remission lyrics

If I had a dollar
For every time they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I could have died but I came out fighting
Fighting
I could have died but I came out fighting

With a breast full of lumps
Man she ain't no punk
Said he gonna ride on it like
A chopper in a trunk
Pink ribbon woman, she gone live forever
Even though the doctor said she
Only get a month
Said "It's my life, and you onle get in once"
These flowers smell too damn good to
Be living in the funk so I finna get it in
And I finna get it crunk
And I finna get to living
Ey-ey-ey-eyes on remission from the junk
Breast cancer can't hold me back
That's the answer when they told me that
It can knock me down, but I'm gon' be back
Strong down for whatever
Exceptional and I don't know how to quit
And I never said never
You can have that hair cause real talk bitch
I think I look better, let's do it

Fighter, with everything inside her
Reporting live from Death Row
Drop the charges see you life uh
Cellphones and your lighters
Need you to put 'em up higher
So many candles on her birthday cake
Might set the thing on fire

If I had a dollar
For every time they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I could have died but I came out fighting
Fighting
I could have died but I came out fighting

My daddy say he got it in his prostate
When I went to see him, he had lost weight
Trying to find the words in a lost state
Of mind pictures on the wall that remind
Me of the times that we once had
Had to take my daughter to see granddad
Pop, pop, nothing's impossible
You never been logical
I know what doctor's do
I know what God can do
Abdominal pain, hard to explain
For you to get better
It starts in your brain
Life ain't a game, the fight it remains
Dance in the rain
When it first came, I was like damn
Then I start thinkin', then I start praying
Spirit's went up, count went down
You gon' live forever, how you living now

Fighter, definition of a rider
Got all that ishh about you
With what you got inside ya
Cellphones and your lighters
Put them things up higher
Even when you tired, you keep me inspired

If I had a dollar
For every time they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I could have died but I came out fighting
Fighting
I could have died but I came out fighting

Went undiagnosed and untreated
When they finally found it
Told me too far along and he couldn't beat it
But he couldn't see it
Miss me with that dead talk miss me
My legs walk and my hearts
Beats and my wife witness
So fuck cancer, my life with
Me, and if I die, it die with me

Fighter, with everything inside her
Reporting live from Death Row
Drop the charges see you life uh
Cellphones and your lighters
Need you to put 'em up higher
So many candles on her birthday cake
Might set the thing on fire

If I had a dollar
For every time they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I could have died but I came out fighting
Fighting
I could have died but I came out fighting