Lyrics:
Which way do you go
When you're at a fork in the road
Will you see
whats left
If you go right
By my side
Tonight
The stars in the sky
Looking down
saying it's just like I don't wanna be getting high 'cause that shit be looking Like it be having niggas you know what I'm saying ha ha don't
Believe in
On these streets, anything goes
He was on the road
It took 'em ten to do him in
The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back again
He was Polo'd down
a different road I must find
These things I think are new
I guess they're really old
It seems I've done 'em once before
Now to go back to that fork in
shit, Heaven knows, Heaven's gates prolly closed (closed)
And these hoes in a race for the gold (gold)
We was raised on that fork in the road
No food
graduate
Funny how a moment could start off small
And when we look back it's the biggest of all
Every happy birthday, each fork in the road
I can't
and everything
Beige backed jumpers scared from those crooked stares
Proved wrong on public roads named by our attic air
Tada to town light, fire
Forks in
is lite, your eyes pale
Want to trace your roots down
But they've rotted in sacred ground//
Just a fork on a family tree
Bleached like bones by
to go
'cause I know the road
I can do it by feel, take it real slow
I know the road
Hold on a fork in the road
Life in transition
Hold on moving
Arrow points south again
Didn't read the one-way sign
How did I end up here?
Blinked at the fork in the road
I can feel I'm getting near
Submission is
On a Christmas cake day one Friday in August
In a bookshop in Charing Cross Road
I first set eyes on a girl and at once I did know
She had eyes
bet I'ma eat
'Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa, look at all these new faces
(I see, I see, I
wearing the robes of a king
confidently wandering
ignoring the forks in the road
while the rest of us carry his load
He's the fool wearing the king's robes
Get out my way, oh
I feel a fork in my road
You should get out my way, oh
I don't feel safe anymore
Get out my way, oh
24 hours a day
You're
a new crack on a new stove
I'm in the two-door, true that
Niggas tellin' me "You back" (you back)
Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh?
there's a fork in the road
ain't seem to make up my mind
don't know which way to go
i am sure running out of time
i am all alone with my suitcase in
footsteps
And a fork stuck in the road
And we just suffered a set back
And we're back on overload
Again, and the time is gonna go by
Any way
Everyone's gonna
with her
I look back on every fork in the road
That I took to chase that buckle of gold
And wonder if what I held for what I hold is worth tradin'
WHEN YOU’RE IN THE FORK IN THE ROAD
MY FATHER TOLD ME WHEN I WAS JUST A BOY
BEWARE OF LIFE, IT’S FULL OF BAD DEALS
THEY WILL TAKE YOU BY SURPRISE
ALL
cast
Let the mind race, at a fast pace
Take me to another place
Lost and found again
Right before the fork in the road
I start then begin
Right
goes
I'll be right there
I feel, I feel there's a fork in the road
Oh woah woah
Oh woah woah
a fifty weight
The time goes
I'll be right there
I feel, I feel there's a fork in the road
Oh woah woah
Oh woah woah
Fork in the road,
Looking both ways, I,
Don't know which way to go.
What do I count on?
Is it the road less traveled?
Or the one I already know?
Tank on a quarter police right behind me
Tryna navigate through life but ain't no GPS to guide me
Fork in the road, one way to go
Forking the road
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