| Everybody running acting like they don’t know where they going
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| As I walk through the trails of life I get so disturbed
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| So little time with so much to learn
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| All these faces askin for me to help
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| But I barely getting through this myself
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| That why I’m here writing
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| Poor man’s therapy put your pain to words
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| Make it all fit together just to share it with the world
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| That’s why some people just don’t understand
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| Cause my rhymes are like a puzzle that they mind can’t comprehend
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| But that’s the path they chose, the lonely road
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| Where the street signs read your now out of control
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| Not me though, I’m in it for the long haul
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| So I’ma fuckin make it, even if I have to crawl
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| I’m not the type that wants to learn from mistakes
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| So every chance I get I think of moves to make
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| I’m underestimated but I’m still here
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| Cause the name of the trail I’m on is have no fear
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| (As I walk through)
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| Which way do I go, which way do I go, which way do I go, which way do I go,
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| follow me
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| (These trails of tears)
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| Are you lost? |
| Do you know which way to go?
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| The path your on, is it fast or is it slow?
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| Is it everything that you always dreamed?
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| Or is it just little more than what it seems?
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| Are you headed on the one that fits?
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| Or do you wish you could go back and switch it up right quick?
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| Now I mean right is in the right path
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| But quick is in a hurry for them slow motherfuckers who always act like they
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| don’t hear me
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| This is my last attempt for your attention, any more wasted time will just be a
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| failed mission
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| If you ain’t down, why even mention my name
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| Tryin to hate on me cause of your own self shame
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| Some only do it cause they wish they was me
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| That’s why the path that they lead is called whack mc’s
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| As my true warrior keep shit real, walking the concrete trails ready to kill at
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| will
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| I’m with’cha
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| It’s time to take you on a whole new journey
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| But we got to stick together cause it might get lonely
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| We headed through the muddy swamps, for real
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| And this experience might change how you feel
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| Whether it’s good, bad, happy, or sad
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| Just as long as you follow you gonna find your path
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| And where it ends, it’s all up to you
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| Just as long as you try you’re best to make it through
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| Let’s go |