Lyrics:
the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you move, I like the WAY you move
TalibI like
to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity
Just another walk in the park?
And the road that I've been walkin' up
From the start is my heart
And I can wear it on my
Sleeve until they rip it apart
Yea?????
Nowhere to go?No place to go...
I?m real screwed up, my eyes are sore from smoking all that shit?
No place to go?
Bottomless heart, so big
and there's nowhere else to go (go, go)
And the only way to see me's if you looking up from down below (down below)
And there's nothing else to say so I may
I got a long way to go
Too many times i've been mistaken
Fallen behind every step i've taken
Back stuck at the starting line
Wonderin now if
boys like me
I push that load from here to someday
I'll push as long as I'm alive, but I don't know how long I'll last
'Cause it's just a road, it ain't
here to serve you if you serve me back
It's easy, but difficult that's time alone squeeze me
From beaming your feet when your all your actions turn
watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I
the projects
I just woke up, I got money on my mind
Grab my nine from underneath the bed
I put my vest on, smoke something
Cock my gun back, make sure it's
tellin' me to stay strong, yeah
Now I'm back home, in the studio, with the gang workin' all night long, yeah
So how can I fail?
Seven figure checks, come
standing
To me the ball was handed
Taken shots and left stranded,
No defensive they tackle me
Every blow brings back a memory
Learning lessons from my
the yardlines that I gain from
Nowhere is where I came from
From day one
I knew the game and how to play run
But never knew the price of fame would weigh
are paved with gold
And traveled by feet of a million beautiful souls
But, to me, it's so grey and cold
And so I chose to walk alone
I'll walk alone
Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005,
gonna get up
A mixture of showman and skill, imposing my will
A visionary, want me with my back to the ground, I ain't with the missionary
Walk in my
face with a Mach razor
Then walk away from her cause
I'm a heart breaker
This ain't an arcade or a game at all
Crossing me on an off day is like
Tossing
something
Real not an imagined
Fear scenario fed to us by the media
We can let go of this fear the problem is
That such moments tend to not last very long
Whoa-hohoo
From the dead edge of town
The raindrops run like tears
From these cold gray concrete walls
Every road leads back here
Where their long dark shadows
walk on
I guess the bottom line's I've got to be strong
Journey up hill it won't be long
Especially if you walk and sing the Lord's song
Here's a nice
of country boys like me
I push that load from here to someday
I'll push as long as I'm alive, but I don't know how long I'll last
'Cause it's just a road,
The streets take sons from the mother
Ain't nowhere to run from the struggle
Wish I could put the words in the song
Hadn't planned on livin' this long
But
the night
You rest you head down on my shoulder
See you face coloured by every shade of light
I lean my head back and watch the sky slowly breathe
The stars
Ever just walk out the door, morning walk of shame as your mental health scoffs
Going nowhere in particular, maybe to feel momentum, as all else just
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