| Leavin' all my pain in the rear view
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna deal with it
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| Got more problems than 99, I wish that it was 99
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| So I could make some time for mom and I
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| And breath some more for my kinfolk
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| But I’m stuck out here in the real world
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| And you’re God damn right I’ve been broke
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| So I’m gettin' it, I’m livin' it
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| And when shit pops off I deal with it
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| And I learned real quick how to be a man
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| When I was livin' in my truck eatin' Peter Pan
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| And it’s not real far from where I’m at
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| I remember that, gettin' paid with rap, now imagine that
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| I’m a brand new man put the truck in drive, I packed my bags
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| And if you’re not shotgun I’m good with it, I can ride solo
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| I’ma die alone, I don’t need nobody but my fuckin' self
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| I’ma ride this shit like a rodeo
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| I got more room in my resume, goin' worldwide
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| Gettin' paid today, gettin' criticized and I’m real irate
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| But they can never really take my bars away
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| 'Cause I’m breathin' them, and I believe in them
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| And I’m rappin' all my stress away
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| Photo-shop the scars on my heart
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| It’ll beat a little better but the pain will stay
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| And I’m never turnin' back from the road I’ve come
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| I stand by all that shit the same, and I’ll take the blame
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| 'Cause I lit the flame, and if you stand in the way, I’m takin' aim
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| Only one thing that I truly know and that’s never give my pain away
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| 'Cause I can bare what a man, normally can’t
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| And if all were to fall, I’d lay awake
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| And I’d toss and I’d turn to the 808 of my heart beating like a drum,
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| and I’d go with it, and I’d roll with it
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| 'Cause I’m alive and I drive on the road with it
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| From the pen, to the pad, to the booth, to the fans
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| I’m livin' in my glory days I’m kickin' it up on the cloud nine
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| Figurin' out what my story say
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| From the Blue Lagoon to The Fire in Philly
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| My boot prints on that fuckin' map
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| And you can bet your ass it took a lot of hard work
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| From the needle in my arm to the beat of my heart, lets go
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| I want my moment, I’m wanderin' and I’m roamin'
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| I’ma ride it like I stole it, I’m a real fuckin' problem
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| I’ma, rock star, and a modern day outlaw
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| We’re at war if you’re prayin' for my downfall
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| I know I’m chosen, I’m open to any omen
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| A showman, and my component is that I’ma broken poet
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| I’ma rock star, and a modern day outlaw
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| We’re at war if you’re prayin' for my downfall
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul
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| Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive
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| Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye |