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Fighting and remaining against this sad road we must drive
Thinking you are protected by the impunity you have
The mighty Fist Law soon will be your

a sell on 6 mile by the Laundry-mat
One Brunette the other one is blonde serve em loud packs out The black Milan
Stay being corners I been on Some next

to meet you again
Taking painkillers
At a business dinner

Surrounded by the show
Of a dozen midlife crises in advanced state
Just sad old pretenders
Return

lax as shit
Good forgives and I'm just practicing
Not on this planet by accident
Maybe if the freaking plastic slipped
She had me gripped in her massive

a new year
Feel like we conquered everything
We need a new fear

Yeah
Let's do one more
Hit a couple more angles

Ay
Realizations by countless plenties
In

you can be cold
You can be many colors
You know but some of these guys
They got that road voice and that's it
You know I want characterism
You know into

Follow what my soul do
Heard you think the world done
Allat shit is old news
I'm all by myself now
Nigga, so I can't cry
Tryna do the right things
Always

at the door. I'll take you through the back
Hit masses with mathematic anomalies
Trip em pick a pickup pick em up and they're onto me
Ay yo say hey take a road

and pretenders always know what to say
So I'll owe you more than I'll take this time
I bet I'll spend it better than your need to survive
I don't care if you close

the hand on the blender and served by the vendor
Meet an inevitable fate (Yeah)
Until then we're pretenders
Chances are slimmer than slender I told them, but

Then show you not a pretender
Bitch
Around me ain't no double C's
Getting older it was M.O.B
Feds was doing sweeps
Count the cream once you left

and be killed I’ll be damned 

Pinocchio jealous I’m really that man, process that bar and then process again, crossing the road was all part of the plan,

the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my self, you

in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my

wasted like rice grains stuck to the pan
If I stuck to a plan, would I love it or scram eventually
These pretenders never mention me
I'm done with needing

of confusion
It's all good man, it's all good
You can keep your dirty cash

I'm on the road to no surrender
No weak links and no pretenders
It's all good man,

Yeah, stay by my side like a Tamagotchi
Ay, bitch I roll the dice like I'm playing Yahtzee
Ay, y'all bitches can't stop me with a Kamakaze (ba ba ba)

Some pretenders
Most be worshipping satan
Too afraid to speak up
Industry be complacent
We don't want no more
Tell Oliver Twist back off
Overused samples

life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means

I pull up with them members.
Brody know I’ll slide cuz we some steppas. 
Surrounded by real niggas no pretenders.
Back when I use to starve they gave

Fly on the wings of your broken messiah
He has been planning while he's standing alone
While your hope has been tarnished by all you desire
Well this

Middle of the Busiest Road

The Badlees

Up There Down Here

1999

'em if you have to with a bow
Leave 'em proud and prominent 
In the middle of the busiest road"

A stripper picked me up one night 
Down

Art museum trips under the stars
Forgetting where we parked the car
Walked corners, high as the sky 
Pink clouds pass us by 
Art museum trips under

warned but little did they know
I got middle aged but never been
Middle of the road

I'm forty
"The big four oh"
I'm forty
"The big four oh"
I'm forty
"The