Rugged Road (feat. Shyheim & Kastro Zaytana)

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One step, two step, three step, four
Five step, six steps, plus six more
It's a rugged road to recovery stay strong
Take it one day at a time, sometime one day's too long
One step, two step, three step, four
Five step, six steps, plus six more
It's a rugged road to recovery stay strong
Take it one day at a time, sometime one day's too long
Peace, I'm Shyheim I'm a recovering addict
My choice of drug was PCP, I had to have it
I drank and smoked weed, sniffed a little coke
Mommy overdosed off dope, I lost all control
The dark times of my life, it stole my soul
I did some foul shit I only hope I'm forgiven for
Thanks for allowing me to share, like this instagram post
Bill broke his Achilles heel, on the football field
His prescriptions got filled, he got hooked on pills
His mind telling him stop, the way his body feels
It's not a choice its a disease, I'm here to help you heal
For real, for real, hit my line you know the son don't chill
Karen sold her body for a crystal meth habit
And when her John didn't have it, she lost her mind and stabbed him
100 times, she got life for the crime, she was only 21 at the time, damn
My ministries in the streets and the D.O.C.
The rugged road to recovery, we don't preach
This is thug motivational speech
I have a dream that we all stay clean
Peace
One step, two step, three step, four
Five step, six steps, plus six more
It's a rugged road to recovery stay strong
Take it one day at a time, sometime one day's too long
One step, two step, three step, four
Five step, six steps, plus six more
It's a rugged road to recovery stay strong
Take it one day at a time, sometime one day's too long
Ayo, road to recovery, Shy linked up with me
People, place, and things fall in line with bad company
Signed in the group 'cuz my family had enough of me
In and out of jail doing drugs while they judging me
Used to smoke the dusted leaf, I ain't really f*ck with sleep
The dust juice had me like Goose, talking mumbly
Know you seen the Dust Juice video, that wasn't me
Man that I am today can talk about it comfortably
Cocaine had my own fam not trusting me
Hide it from my girl, she found out, she don't f*ck with me
Now I'm on the fucking street, tryna get in touch with Squeak
Mind moving fast, body slow, shutter speed, uh
Broad Street Stapleton we up the street, uh
Building 29 walking stumbling, uh
Can't feel a dang when they jumping me, uh
Shy said, hit me get in touch with me, uh
Me and Shy couldn't do a fucking beat
Without cocaine, dust, liquor and a couple freaks
Hammers in the car full of crack, how the summers be
That's my testimony what the drugs done done to me

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