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Going down the hard road, don't know where been
We're going down, going the hard road
Don't know where I've

Growing up, I needed a guide like a blind dog
I was going nowhere like a child's letters to God
Though road was hard, I was never so lost
That I looked for an answer in a box

I never did pop pills or cop deals, rocked hills
Kids with skills still got harassed by the till
They'd have me in the back of a paddy, to lock up
Smack me, pat me for a baggy, mums would rock up

And bail me out, a failure out once
Next weekend, bailed me out, drunk
And I never will forgive
For putting you through all that

I went from school dropout to factory laborer
Slave to the clock until four, from sleeping on the floor
To being on tour, now no stopping me
I'll finish with a bang Kurt Cobain's biography

Going down the hard road, down the road
know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
Going down the hard road, down the road
Don't know where been

I spent my youth life was cheap
The only change I wanted, was enough to buy a drink
Was on a nowhere, the harder the road
The more baggage we carry, the larger the load

school drop out got knocked out, chased by the cops out
Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and out
broke and beaten, even chocked at being
A dope MC but never lost in dreaming

We used to thrash boosted cars till the engine would
If I never had bailed, I'd be dead or in
And man I got no one else to
I thank my family and music for me sane

But that's the breaks, right? Started late nights
Never daylight, getting paid like a slave might
And done too many years to miss this for my missus
To have to my son he nearly never existed

down the hard road, down the hard road
Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its
down the hard road, down the hard road
Don't where I've been

Dj Debris, c'mon and it down like

And I what I feel in the booth, in the spirit of truth
'Cause all these kids that I meet, man, mirror my youth
And I could gone the wrong way, the easy option
But I chose to go the long way, the streets are

So keep a look out, up, B ballers keep your hook up
Tear a from my book out and pull out
finger, put your foot out and keep a lookout
For what we put out, the brand new flavor for cookout

Going down the hard road, down the hard
Don't know where I've been and know where to go its like
Going the hard road, down the hard road
Don't know where been

I'm walking in circles, came here to find a friend
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my

For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
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