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another cigarette burning in my ashtray same bill collector still calling me from last week they riding on my back and now I'm feeling like a taxi feeling how I'm feeling if you feel like you gon' ask me preacher man on the t.v. trying to sell me some hope I need it I know, but in a healthier dose addicted to the spittin' and I should of left it alone sturggle to break the surface but these methods are old I tried everything, but that medicine was a must they had everything, but they never did what they love the evidence was enough, your second win was abrupt they thought they wanted it all, but it isn't enough cause in the long run, your life only plays out until the song's done my Daddy tell me "hold it down while I'm gone son" but what he gone done so many choices, it's not my fault you pick the wrong ones I keep thinking it's me, you keep thinking I'm right and he eventually sees he's doing things out of spite, and none of this is worth it no more it was perfect before, but now you only hurting and sore the same tune in your head like you heard it before you know the song, featuring your turn at the door it's like feeling you want gone but certainly won't cause the same feelings is there when them curtains are close
like here we go, down a road we aint been before the same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman please don't come no more you can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more
like here we go, down a road here we go, down a road like here we go, down a road here we go, down a road
they say it's all fun and games rapping for a living, am I living for the fame? running from reality, it's numbing up the pain do another show, is there something that i gain? [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/down-a-road-lyrics-hard-target.html ] when I struggle for some change, am I humble am I vain quote me if I'm wrong, if they're nothin in the same cover up the shame, cause you buckled under flames can't stand the heat then get the fuck up out the game there's enough of you today, to make me quit and walk away Grandpa, if you could see me now looking down with a smile, you would be so proud thinking wow, I made it, do I need know how living, without a limit, teaching me no bounds but I arose to the occasion, alone, and I made it took the cards I was delt, just rode, and I played it haters, they don't want to see me make it, take it swallow your pride and just face it
like here we go, down a road we aint been before the same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman please don't come no more you can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more
like here we go, down a road here we go, down a road like here we go, down a road here we go, down a road
every now-and-then I get a little bit lonely, a little bit lonely, I know so do you. like, every now-and-then I get a little bit lonely, every now-and-then I get a little bit lonely, I know so do you every now-and-then I get a little bit lonely, every now-and-then I get a little bit gone, and lost, in you like, every now-and-then you get lonely, every now-and-then we get lonely, but every now-and-then I come back to you
like here we go, down a road we aint been before the same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman please don't come no more you can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more