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

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

I never did pop pills or cop deals, just rocked
Kids with skills got harassed by the cops till
have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up
Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums rock up

And me out, a failure out once again
weekend, bailed me out, drunk again
And I never will myself
For putting you through all that

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

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

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

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

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

But that's the breaks, Started working late nights
Never seeing daylight, getting paid like a slave
And I've done too many years to miss for my missus
To have to tell my son he nearly never

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

Dj Debris, c'mon and break it down

And I speak I feel in the booth, in the spirit of truth
all these kids that I meet, man, they mirror my youth
And I could have gone the way, the easy option
But I chose to go the way, the streets are watching

So keep a look out, look up, B ballers keep your up
Tear a page from my book out and 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 road
Don't know where I've been and don't know to go its like
down the hard road, down the hard road
Don't know I've been

I'm walking round in circles, 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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