Now you're running from hell. I'm bringing heaven to it. I'm a warrior, champion, and that's what we do.

You think you've won. The world thinks I've failed, but the truth is I got you right where I want you.

If I had true music, me and Destiny and collusion, feed the dream and starve the illusion.

I'm not weak. I'm just strong in the making. You'll never make me tap out. You can't break me.

Struggle made me watch me do it. I ain't running from hell. I'm bringing heaven to it.

I move away from the safety and comfort of the familiar, and instead aggressively basuti unknown.

Like David waiting on the throne.

Yeah, greatness is the child, blowing out of intense struggle.

Yeah, trials and tribulations are the factor that produce genius.

What an average person experiences rejection, their motivation to menaceous,

when a champion, a warrior, tastes rejection.

It makes them hungry at an elbow. The biggest enemy of greatness is the undisciplined mind.

Anyone who desires success at the highest level must first conquer their own thinking.

As believers, we must chisel away with faith, the illusion that what we desire is absent.

Unwavering belief is the creative process that allows the full manifestation of what has always been.

The law of attraction will bend in shape reality until the outside world looks like what we are seeing in our minds.

I ain't running from hell. I'm bringing heaven to it.

We don't have to wait until we die in order to experience heaven.

Our digging can bring heaven to us now.

Arise, champion, cry.

Be not conformed to despair, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.

You are trying to sell a dream to others that too yourself don't believe in.

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