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I just took a detour, feeling like I need more
Take me to a place where I feel like I can be more
I just need to see more, I just need to breathe

What's done 
Any chance I quit at ten 
I stop at twenty
Multiplied by three
Psych 
More to see like O M E 

I have a complex God but 
Never use His name in

would believe in time
In time in time in time
This must be what God feel like
In time
I'ma figure it out
Even if I gotta find me an alternate route
On my

Classic mistake watch it slip out from the hand brake
Like vegan becomes pescado by bonito flakes
In Brussel sprouts I opt for an alternate route
For

forward

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Let me change pace, the alternate route is a long one
But you'll ultimately end up in the same place
So I tell aspiring

fuck up, and you catch me, and then your out
I can't keep on the same path, need an alternate route
Im too far gone, ya I give up, put me in a halfway

Ghostwork

13 & God

13 & God

2005

will tack great lengths onto your dictionary definition

To soothe your leaden understanding of bread, water, and money
Now arriving by an alternate

in this drought I'm nearing Fort Lee 
looking for a route outta town 

The last my heart was high on this state 
I was in quite the state myself

Verse 1:

I can't be convinced. I get lost in the pages and for a moment I kiss a star without igniting. There's nothing better or more exciting

Eyes, ayy
Since the Age of 5, I was looking to the Sky Stargazin' while the planes was flying by
I done seen the other side
More than a Lucid Dream in my

Man's World

Inga Rumpf

Fifty-Fifty

1994

an alternate route 
but the same breed
It's been Twenty-somethin' years now,
I'm still lookin' for the same dream.

Chorus

Verse 3:
In my World police recognize

bring me down
I look at my gyal
They ain't important now
Strutting round by myself
Cause they all think I'm awful now
They all know I'm luckier than ever

Route No. 1, Box 144

Johnny Cash

Hello, I'm Johnny Cash

1969

His dying barely made the morning paper
And they summed it up in twenty words or more
Killed in action leaves wife and baby
At Route 1 Box 144

as the
Shiny hypodermics alternate
Squirm out through the a
C in the office space spores
Like coyotes descending over your
Rows of golden corn there’s more
When

them how we saved our own
And just by the simple act of killing everybody
With kindness our numbers will grow exponentially as well
And the more

father proud, father proud
Somebody help me please, Im calling out
Theres nothing easy bout my life I took the hardest route
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Im

of evil is flying once more
Above the proud spires of Dundee

A burning black sun
The siege of Dunkeld has begun
Defeat of the ancient town is nigh
In Hoots

envisioned
Serve you niggas to be attentive to my scriptures
Fruits of this wisdom worth more than any riches
By eloquence all things could be obtained
I'm

you could hold my ground
I could tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
My God
I

Yeah
Mindset relentless as my soul is unrelenting
Made peace in my venting
More for action than repenting
In this suit somebody lent me
And these

nothing to do with you
Though I think of you all the time

Last year, you were flower, purity kisses, artful and demanding
I was fall, chalk moons, music

Not one fuck given to whoever resides in concern
The meaning of life is so hard to discern
Alternate realities? Ah what the Hell?
Energy making

you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route

by my side til the dead of me

My mind is focused, im so devoted 
Nothing pure or half as potent 
Ain't never folded, cocked back 
And i catapulted,