| So a nigga ain’t have no direction
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| Locked up in my own mental prison
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| Suicide on my mind, no one listen
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| Made a nigga remain so distant
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| From the ones that could help me cope with it
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| Heart close nigga, feeling indifferent
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| Can I stand on my own?
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| Pain on my dome, fucking up my zone
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| Dreams surrounded in darkness, heartless
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| Mind fucked up, thoughts littered with garbage
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| Desolate minds, so my pace move lethargic
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| All of this pain is what made me an artist
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| Picked myself up off the ground
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| Push a nigga forth where they chalk them out
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| Need it to rain in my endless drought
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| Cause all a nigga rivers filled up with doubt
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| Free, free, let me tell you what I mean
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| Cause a nigga grew up in the coldest of streets
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| Hood real gutta, make ya fold up your dreams
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| Old school system bring the clones from the weak
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| Robbing, they stealing but the plot only thickens
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| Cause the cops hitting niggas 'fore they reach for the phone
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| Try intervention, but the confidence missing
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| So they got all the children and they strip off my hope
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| Damn, damn, feeling like death
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| Where do you turn when a nigga need help?
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| Trapped in your conscience, your conscience gon' melt
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| You busy watching what they do and you fail
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| I’m try’na show you that a nigga been there
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| Crucify myself, a story to tell
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| If you thinking that you stuck in a jail
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| The key is in the room, you standing
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| Right there
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| When you lost in this world, man it’s hard to relate
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| And your back’s on the wall, only choice is go straight
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| Road signs, left, right, which path do you take?
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| Only one lead the way
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| Tell me which one that’s down for your faith
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| Nigga, which path you gon' choose?
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| Both got they perks, but one is for the few
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| Other is bright and gold and shining too
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| Either one you pick, you win or you lose
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| One is for the dark and one is for truth
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| One will keep the voices, one is on mute
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| One will keep you hanging inside a noose
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| Other teach you all the ways to unloose
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| Woke up from a dream we’re still in
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| Will we ever break free from these chains on skin?
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| Got an axe and a flash we’ll be back making sense
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| Bring it back on her ass, mine blowing in the wind
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| Bold thoughts of a king, go hard but fuck brain
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| So hard to sustain, just a product of the game
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| Young ace hit the safe, get involved with the snakes
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| Pull your carpet or keep a guard, niggas might take everything
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| Had to clean my karma, now there ain’t no drama
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| Always felt like the target, with a chink in my armour
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| I’m taking shit from my father, never listen, why bother?
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| Too lost in the ego, could’ve tried way farther
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| Cause my dogs, they lethal, getting passed, they eat you
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| Had to get up, get out of the track they lead you
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| But we live now, that Cali life, side my eagles
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| Had the wars peaceful, had to stop and eat full
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| Used to bang with the turf, quickly leave you blood stained
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| Pants hanging and things changed, nigga fuck fame
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| Got the price ticket, see the sun cause we up late
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| Hitting Jane right into the drums, cause we some' cray
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| Remember thinking this is gonna pay off
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| Is a nigga really gonna have to get a day job?
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| Till my niggas load the guns, hit the streets, then we mob
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| No shoulder to lean on, to show my allegiance the worth of bond
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| 12 years old when I took my first toke
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| Then I never looked back, since then been ghost
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| Soul is gravitated to this shit that stayed away the most
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| If my mama only knew about the shit that I indulged
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| Would’ve been without a home, probably laid up with a stone
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| Was the sticky little brats throw packs under my soul
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| Burning dodie in the crib, nobody knows
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| Showing up to every period smelling like an O
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| When you lost in this world, man it’s hard to relate
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| And your back’s on the wall, only choice is go straight
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| Road signs, left, right, which path do you take?
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| Only one lead the way
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| Tell me which one distant from your faith
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| Nigga, which path you gon' choose?
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| Both got they perks, but one is for the few
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| Other is bright and gold and shining too
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| Either one you pick, you win or you lose
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| One is for the dark and one is for truth
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| One will keep the voices, one is on mute
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| One will keep you hanging inside a noose
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| Other teach you all the ways to unloose
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| (What you gon' choose?) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chasing Faith, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Evermore - The Art of Duality, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп