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Hard times create hard men
Hard men create soft times
Soft times create soft men
Soft men create hard times
If you don't fail, you're not even trying
My wife told me this great expression
To get something you never had
You have to do something you never did
Failure has been achieved, thank God
Now, the only place to go from failure is to win
You have to achieve failure
You have to take it that far
Nobody wants to go that far, it's too scary
But you know something, I got news for you
That's where winning is
It always has been
Nothing's changed since the 70s, nothing
Except people train not as hard
The hardest thing in life is figuring out who you are
And what you want to do for the rest of your life
And once you figure that out
you wake up every day and you work toward it
It's impossible for you to fail
If you know who you are, what you want to do
And you wake up every day and work toward it
I love this game
I live this game
And there's a thousand other guys waiting in the wings
Who are obsessed with this game
Obsession's gonna be talent every time
You got all the talent in the world, but are you Obsessed
When you walk on that court
You have to think, I am the best ever
I'm the most brutal and vicious
and most ruthless champion there's ever been
There's no one can stop me
Links is a conqueror
No, I'm Alexander
He's no Alexander
I'm the best ever
There's never been anybody as ruthless
I'm Sonny Liston
I'm Jack Dempsey
There's no one like me
I'm from their court
There's no one that can match me
My style is impetuous
My defense is impregnable
And I'm just ferocious
I want your heart
I want to eat his children
Les Brown's a motivational speaker
He made an analogy about this
He says, imagine you're on your deathbed
And standing around your deathbed
Are the ghosts representing your unfulfilled Potential
The ghost of the ideas you never acted on
The ghost of the talents you didn't use
And they're standing around your bed
Angry, disappointed, and upset
They say, we came to you
Because you could have brought us to life, they say
And now we have to go to the grave together
So I ask you today
How many ghosts are going to be around your bed
When your time comes
Written by: Camren Renard Cofer
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