#Lyrics in the description. read as you go along. Intro *pots clattering* Yo, Where the food at? Verse 1 One bunk got no room for a nigga, Hoping that the shit will come through for a nigga, Skip meals gotta come through with dinner, Frame on the wall just to see the bigger picture, I mean it's crazy how life come quick, One minute you alright then you left on fritz, That's why uncle told me that my life's a dick, Cause the more you do the harder it gets. I mean, we trying lay grey for the bricks, Back up these faggots because they came with the shit, Trynna fuck life but I came on her tits, And since then she been pulling out on my nigs, Like KK he was the first to get hit, We yelling may day cause this gone be as high as we get, There is no pay day when you gone have to pay off the feds, They hit you line up and that's when they been reeling them in, I mean I'm tired of the two step they only playing for the hit, And if you wired then your walk gone only gone tell me where they at, Cause if they run in then they gonna have and prepare for that blat, Because the finish gon be the only white line line that catch, I mean the 3 count it gone slap we gonna leave them on the mat, I mean the dismount only clap for all the niggas that smoke crack, And I don't discount the price of my life the only thing we gat, So if you take mine then my niggas gonna have to get you back. And that's why, Chorus I pray, That you will finally find all the peace you need, Cause you were always trying to keep it real, I don't know where life will take youalong, Along the nigga road. Verse 2 Probably out there waiting for the next one, Hoping that the train that comes will be the one that tek some, Niggas on the track that been waiting for a bus, But you can check the schedule you know that it never comes, I'm a run up these tracks and hope that I make it, I rather die trying than trynna die waiting, I mean all these lemons but I know I can't taste this, Cause when they so bitter what the fuck you been making. They say that life's basic, Pull a lid up bitch if you wanna say shit, Until you wear my size then you only be basing, Your experience on things that been stated, Thoughts and occasions, My life is Xrated, You overreacting, Then say it ain't facts then, And give all your money away and come where it's at then, And see if you won't have to go fight for your black friends, Then pull up on your statements you gonna have to retract them, You say that we racist, But when we get shot how come you don't come say shit, But that's because the issues aint part a all you cadence, So you won't speak about them unless properly persuaded, By the cracker at the top who put 0s on your pay check, Don't care about the nigga round your block unless related, To all the gang shit that been poppin then you happily belated, Put a nigga before Compton make sure that he whip and slated, Don't care about moving rocks as long as a nigga stay dead, Amen. Chorus That you will finally find all the peace you need, Cause you were always trying to keep it real, I don't know where life will take you along, Along the nigga road. x2