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way him give to use
Many way we follow do today
Where them dey ?
Them no dey so you batter wise
I have been on the road
Everyday by day
Because I know

in the streets, yeah
Finally found my own peace, yeah
We never go by police, yeah
We always doin' them deeds, yeah
When I roll up in the roads, think

I'm goin' this way that I'm goin', I'm roamin' right here by my own
I'm mowin' down all the commotions that starts to build up on my road
I used

pull over that's when you know
Follow the road that's broken
All the trails been grown over until I reach my sandy toes

Skip along the humble path place

Maybe I'll move to south Colorado
Where the road meets the sky, I will follow
Find love, get a house and feel like hope divided by faith times a thousand

Fucking on yo bitch an give her back wit the lock jaw 
Prolly back stage at a show 
Little bro he a rockstar 
Or I'm on the road to the kiosk making drop

That's back streets, no face, no deets
Raw cash, I'm just tryin' to eat

By any means, you ain't got no morals
Trust me and you gon' get what follows

lemon
I no dey follow you drag
No come dey pass me charge
Normally na who get pass dey want more
Normally na who vex pass dey chop stone
Been here for

Dem deh wonder wish road I go follow
If na keke I carry or na moto
Bad belle people everywhere we go
To many wahala for country and Sorrows
Amona

I've been on this road
For way too long
So long
They say I should fold
Are dreams so wrong?
So wrong
Floating in the void of space
Doesn't matter

the road just to prove my art
I was trying to grow so we grew apart
Damn
But I'm still hoping that you'll follow
I'm still living like I might not see

know what else I can say (yuh)
I follow the scriptures
Been a minute go figure
Young mama she don't raise no quitters
Just winners
Just save it for

But there's no use in using ex's mom for a reference
No ghost writer sometimes influenced by the spirit
No use in drinking to cleanse from past years

RIGHT NEXT TO GROSVENOR SQUARE,

9.55 I JUMPED OUT, HE LEFT ME TO CROSS, I SHOUTED 
IF I NEED PICKING UP MATE, I'LL SEND A TEXT TO YOUR BOSS
REACHED

She's here waiting all alone
Her feet standing on two roads
Immersed in beautiful surrounded by her every dream but
She feels more than what she

up with that weight on yourself
You need a hand to uplift ya
You need somebody to get ya
And they just didn't get it
When your people think you're

I
I swear I've gave my all and
Even though I'm flesh and bone
I wasn't made to follow
I'ma take my shot
Cuz ain't no guarantee
We'll see tomorrow
I'm

Killa Priest War of Armageddon
Honor and peasants those guard your weapons
Either conquered or protected the beast will be beheaded
The statues stand

Beyond the roads that we seem to follow
And the routines that hold us by the throat,
Beyond the warming cloak of familiar folk
Lie all the things

that your clothed
But the reflection,
reflects nakedness?
Who's the cause for the abandonment?
Beautiful roses.

It's the soil that enhances growth
How

Back to the town 

Those days I went back to the town
i felt so alive
those days i went back to the town

we follow roads 
crossed at night

some day

position
My intuition is telling me don't follow the code
Carve your own lane see it through watch it unfold
Clarity is much needed values on par with gold

skidded off the road now my tires in the dirt
I swerved back quick then I almost hit  semi
Then I seen the Flash light I wonder where am I
I'm sitting in

RUN TO THE SUN
by Gordon Pogoda & Kari Kimmel


Morning is knocking so loud at my door
And window-pane shadows appear
The light on my eyes is a sign