Lyrics:
Yeah this is the best part of the trip
Hold on to something, hold on to something
We about to take the road less travelled
You ain't gotta go home,
Motherfucker talkin' when I'm rocking
Never gon' trust these bitches around me
Get the fuck away
Take a step back from me
Pussy
Fuck you lil bitch, HA!
Walk in
me?
I'mma ride to the end of the road baby
This life gon' drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon' take me
Where the fuck
give mum a grandson
These ladies moving crazy, uh
Wanna have babies by me
Lately I've been keepin' my head down
Ain't been wildin', takin' time out
think
That they're motherfucking Knievel
Take another look at the book, Brooke
Haha
And don't give me that look
Look, I know you're feeling shook
But it's
on the road
Tell me how it feel when you out there on yo own
I hope it's killing you
(You cannot just drink this pain away)
I know the feeling boo
(Every story,
visions of bodies in plastic
The scent of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the chest
No sheriff's gonna take me on a road
Dark
it now I’ve gone too far
I left my sky without your star
For another day, yeah
Now I give a little more and take a little less
From the monkey on my
to get away on Saturday
It's Saturday
It's Saturday
I just got to get away
The road less traveled usually's the shortest
That's what i thought bout when i
no matter the stakes
Turn up the heat
Cooking all goliaths to giant steaks
Annihilating any feat, whatever it takes
My momma sacrificed it all to give
to know
Take it with strength and stay on the road
Owe to myself the greatest accomplishment ever in life that a nigga can make
Find what you are,
the clock tick so slowly
Gotta get away
Or my brains will explode
Give me something to do
To kill some time
Take me to that place
That I call home
and contemplate
I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm telling my story
My relationship, with my folks is give and take
And I done took so much, now gimme my glory
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
Down to the mountain and bleed for my brothers
Take me to the high road
Take me to the place they hide those
Eyes open mind closed
Far away from
arraignment agreement
Don't agree with
See when some rise up
They dont take care of the team
Leave by the wayside
That's where life dies
Respect like a 9th
Who asked you to run your mouth?"
She was right though
It was time to take a trip down south
And to this very day, when I think of how
I was livin'
The more that you have
The more that they take
Well, I'm perfection when it comes to indiscretion
Might fuck around and just succumb to my
or get smoked
We come by the masses you come and get choked
If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke
Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope
I can't be the one to save your soul
I know we've both been down this road before
I can tell by the look inside your eyes
It might be our time to walk
the work I put into it
Doesn’t feel right though
It’s mind numbing and I’m tired of it
I don’t ever feel inspired from it
All the energy that I give up
It’s
thoughts try to break me
Even with the boldest pen, they still try to erase me
I give my moms a hand, even though my grandma raised me
It won't take me here
Sometimes I wish to God
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
A cold dark
to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
Road you gotta take me home
Solo
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
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