Lyrics:
bored and left them there
They were just dead weight to me
Better down the road without that load
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine
I was
I've been Helen of Troyed
Betrayed by the world
Left for dead
No words where said
I was the Prophet
The prophecy spoke
I was the chosen one
I
can from this little room in Georgia
Well, I prayed for a woman to keep me warm in my cold shack
But the woman that I got only kept warm behind by back
a project brick
Pack of Newports and Actavis, yeah that's my starter kit
I put my Glizzy on my hip and flag to my left
I'd rather be judged by six than
We sat on a bench at a small park
A flower in her hair like the postcard
That we sent to her parents out of Denmark
When we left everything behind
looking for hustle
I'm a grinder, choppas in the path finder
I ain't no killa, I ain't no drug dealer
I'm a real nigga with real
Emotions that stand behind
my way
There were oh-so-many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles
roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking
lost my way, there were oh, so many roads
I was livin' to run and runnin' to live
Never worrying about paying or how much I owed
Movin' eight miles
of us need to be the only one left standing even if we're standing alone on gravestones and piles of supplies and stockpiles for miles of things we don't
To say goodbye to all my friends
As the porch light called me
Fifteen on my first date
Daddy told me be home by eight
I decided to press my luck
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Deep Rock
Had John Denver on the 8
They hate u while u here
Love u while U gone, but,
I’m too focused on my M’s , and U on N’s and O’s,
I went from from Eminem, str8 to my own M, then
Yeah, it's like 8:00 in the morning, but the block still jumpin'
Fuckin' around, by 9 o'clock, I done made like twenty-somethin'
It's 9:30 now,
Already did the time. I put in effort and grinded
I took a break, but I'm back. You'll get reminded
Left my people behind. No second chance for
a couple seconds from
Taking the stainless and swiping left like its Bumble
Probably leaving you puzzled
Hundred pieces gone all across the room
Get a broom
whole tracks quick
Mitchell left and I still practiced
Next morning on route to school
I rode with kids who rode a mongoose
Tagging behind looking more
us
A life left behind us
I no longer see my love
Reflected in your eyes
Never enough, never enough
I have been confusing you love
For something its
lost my way, there were oh, so many roads
I was livin' to run and runnin' to live
Never worrying about paying or how much I owed
Movin' eight miles
forever more
Five six seven, eight nine ten
Oh, let me hear that fiddle again!
As time went by, day by day
I thought of home in a different way
I'll
of the earth
Will see us home eventually
Now that the sun won't shine
My world was left behind
All mankind was left behind
All mankind will rise and fall
doctor's prescription bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car
Slip
today
Front Street West trains keep rollin' by x 3
You had a baby - yes, you did x2
You had a baby 3,000 miles away
Front Street West trains keep
It's Miles on the beat
Henny on the table next to my exotic
I won't lie about it
Oh, yeah, Oh
Henny on the table next to my exotic
I don't love her,
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