Down a Road

Song

Down a Road

Hard Target · Karma · 2013 · 4:35

Lyrics

Yeah, right, alright Another cigarette burning in my ashtray Same bill collector still calling me from last week They riding on my back, and now I'm feeling like a taxi I'm feeling how, I'm feeling if you feel like you gon' ask me Preacher man on the TV tryna to sell me some hope I need it, I know, but in a healthier dose Addicted to the spittin' and I should have left it alone I struggle to break the surface, but these methods are old I tried everything, but that medicine was a must They had everything, but they never did what they love The evidence was enough, your second win was abrupt They thought they wanted it all, but it isn't enough 'Cause in the long run, your life only plays out until the song's done My Daddy tell me, "Hold it down while I'm gone, son" But what he gone done So many choices, it's not my fault you pick the wrong ones I keep thinking it's me, you keep thinking I'm right And he eventually sees he's doing things out of spite And none of this is worth it no more It was perfect before, but now you only hurting and sore The same tune in your head like you heard it before You know the song, featuring your turn at the door It's like feeling you want gone but certainly won't 'Cause the same feelings is there when them curtains are close Like here we go, down a road we ain't been before The same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman, please don't come no more You can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road They say it's all fun and games I'm rapping for a living, am I living for the fame? Running from reality, it's numbing up the pain Do another show, is there something that I gain? When I struggle for some change, am I humble, am I vain? Quote me if I'm wrong, if they're nothin' in the same Cover up the shame, 'cause you buckled under flames You can't stand the heat, then get the fuck up out the game There's enough of you today, to make me quit and walk away Grandpa, if you could see me now Looking down with a smile, you would be so proud I'm thinking, "Wow! I made it, do I need know how?" Living, without a limit, teaching me no bounds But I arose to the occasion, alone, and I made it Took the cards I was dealt, just rode, and I played it Haters, they don't want to see me make it, take it Swallow your pride and just face it Like here we go, down a road we ain't been before The same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman, please don't come no more You can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Now every now and then, I get a little bit lonely (I get a little bit lonely) I get a little bit lonely (I get a little bit lonely) And I know, so do you (so do you) Like, every now and then I get a little bit lonely Every now and then, I get a little bit lonely (I get a little bit lonely) And I know, so do you (so do you) And every now and then, I get a little bit lonely Every now and then, I get a little bit gone And lost, in you, in you Like, every now and then, you get lonely Every now and then, we get lonely And every now and then, I come back to you Like here we go, down a road we ain't been before The same shit, another bill knocking on my door Mr. Postman, please don't come no more You can't get what I ain't got, you can't get no more Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Like here we go, down a road Just take me home (just take me home) Just take me home To the place I want to go (to the place I want to go) Just take me home (just take me home) Just take me home To the place I want to go, to the place I want to go

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