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Correct Lonely Road Lyrics
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[Intro] The hollow sound is ringing where your heart used to be Have you found that your admiration will never set you free? Get your lies prepared, you're next in line for judgement day Now, aren't you prayin', aren't you begging that you're anyone else? [Verse 1: Hendersin] Guess who it is? It's the best in the biz AMBER, be alert, 'cause they checkin' for the kid Hendersin, yeah, I'm back just doin' what I do I'm bored with ya games, I suggest you get a clue Yeah, it's like they never knew, I could spit it so precise Bet that I'm all up in their head like lice I'll never take it back, I ain't taking your advice And they know what I mean, motherfucker, 'cause I'm nice enough Yeah, well, I got what you need And it might sound conceited but I will not concede I ain't fuckin' with Ruxin, I'm way outta ya league I ain't messin' with you scrubs, yeah, that's word to doctor Reid And I'm so close, motherfucker, I could taste it Y'all don't see the vision, you should get some LASIK Feelin' so good, you could say I'm on that Mase shit It came from the heart, so that's why I had to pace it [Pre-Chorus] You prayed to have your name scattered on the lips of the young Now you claim that it's you on the tips of their tongue And if you're proud of what you had to kill to get your thrill, well I bet it stings to give up everything and realize that they don't want you [Chorus] It's a lonely road where the forgotten go Where your misery finds its company (whoa-oh-oh-ow) It's a long way down to the sacred ground Where the reaper's playin' for keeps [Verse 2: Hendersin] I don't play, somethin' like a mascot And I'm focused, treat me like a ascot Comin' for your neck, yeah, I'm comin' for respect I ain't fuckin' with ya crew, you got jokers like a deck What the fuck do you expect? For me to just resign? While you decline, go in circles like a revine I sat back, motherfucker, call that recline Paid the cost to be the boss, no such thing as free time Yeah, if you think I'll take a seat, but instead I make a beat That's the way I'm makin' heat And I hit the ground, running you would probably break your feet And I'm comin' for the fame, motherfucker, watch me skeet And I'm, I remember when they didn't need me Now they wouldn't dare try to leave me And you know the kid is spittin' ruthless So like Compton in the 80's right now, rap game, well, this shit is so easy (damn!) [Pre-Chorus] You prayed to have your name scattered on the lips of the young Now you claim that it's you on the tips of their tongue And if you're proud of what you had to kill to get your thrill, well I bet it stings to give up everything and realize that they don't want you [Chorus] It's a lonely road where the forgotten go Where your misery finds its company (whoa-oh-oh-ow) It's a long way down to the sacred ground Where the reaper's playin' for keeps Lonely road where the forgotten go Where your misery finds its company (whoa-oh-oh-ow) It's a long way down to the sacred ground Where the reaper's playin' for keeps
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