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Hendersin
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Lonely road
The hollow sound is ringing where your heart used to be Have you found that your admiration will never set you free? Get your life prepared, you're next in line for judgement day, now Are you praying? Are you begin? That you're anyone else?
Guess who it is? It's the best in the biz Amber be alert 'cuz they checking for the kids Hendersin yeah I'm back, just doing what I do I'm bored with your 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 Then they know what I mean, motherfucker cuz 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 and I'm way out of your league I ain't messing with you scrubs, yeah, that's word to Dr. Reid So close, motherfucker I can taste it Ya'll don't see the vision You should get some lactic Feeling so good, you can say I'm on that mace shit It came from the heart, so that's why I had to pace it
Good to have your name (your name) Scattered on the lips of the young And now you claim (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 stinks to give up everything And realize that they don't want you!
It's a lonely road where the Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah) It's a long way down to the, sacred ground Where the, people beg for peace!
I don't play, something like a mascot And I'm focussed, treat me like an ascot Coming' for your neck, yeah Coming for respect Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I ain't fuckin with your crew You got jokers like a deck What the fuck do you expect? For me to just resign While you decline Going circles like a re-run I sat back, motherfucker call that recline Pay the cost to be the boss There's no such thing as free time Yeah, if you think then take a seat But instead ill make a beat That's the way I'm making heat And I hit the ground running; you'd probably break your feet And I'm coming for the fame Motherfucker watch me skeet, and um
I remember, when they didn't need me Now they wouldn't dare try to lead me And you know they kid is spitting ruthless like Compton in the 80's Right now, rap gang, boy this shit is so easy
Good to have your name (your name) Scattered on the lips of the young And now you claim (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 stinks to give up everything And realize that they don't want you!
It's a lonely road where the Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah) It's a long way down to the, sacred ground Where the, people beg for peace!
Lonely road where the Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah) It's a long way down to the, sacred ground Where the, people beg for peace!
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