"A Road To A Strange Place"
Say it's a road to a strange place
and where I live is the freaks, got me fiendin' for my own space
I move on at slow pace though inner pride guard my face
f**ckin' wit unbred suckas, hustle for papes,
no time to waist...
'cause real people truly embrace...
what narrow-minded motthaf**ckas painful tryin' to disgrace
I'm at face and I chase whatever my mind laces...
a few suckas wantin' me to get cases...
say that sh*t is harmless 'cause i ain't caged in yet
never seen jail from inside, i won't engage in that
i need to, keep my head out of the trouble
but you know, the haters is on the double
how can I, keep myself away from drama??
'cause that's what you have always tried to tell me grandma...
so i scheme on theme, how to cope tomorrow
tired of treating life like a sorrow, i need to be decent
next early mornin' I'm out for cents in the borough
24/7 that's the meaning of thorough
some kinda oldskool business got me meetin' a fellow...
THEY SAY SHIT WAS FELONY AND I'M LOCKED UP FOR CENTURIES