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In this life we live
We'll travel down many roads
Most of them lost and confused
And sooner or later we'll hit a fuck in the road
And you must choose
One will lead you to victory, and the other you'll just lose
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
I have my ups and downs, and I'm still striving
My heart's black like the glasses that I be driving
I've seen violence through my eyes from an early age
And the blast still echo from the 12 gauge
In the cage I was locked and didn't have me any
It just left me with a soul that's completely empty
Now I find myself trying to feel it back up
But all the burden that I got hits like a mag truck
And when I'm feeling stuck deep Inside these tar pits
My knees buckle as I fall onto the carpet
And the tears begin to flood as the levee breaks
Then I feel my spirit slipping as it levitates
Because God can do some things when you ask Him for it
And it's a shame if you feel it then you go ignore it
Plus the coke in the hand and see don't do a thing
Just like a blank and though it does cover up the pain
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
Ride around in the money like I'm Denzel
Will I live another year? Man, I can't tell
Hustle hard every day just to make meal
Seem the police want to throw me in a damn cell
Being shitty, searching for the better days
I work hard but it seems like it never pays
It's fucked up, sometimes gotta get away
Real hectic living in these other days
I'm losing hope, might go back to selling dope
Looking like the only option for a young Loke
I pray to God asking for a little guidance
Waiting for a sign but all I hear is silence
Devil at my bed wanna take me under
Pain in my heart keeps on getting stronger
All the lonely nights keep on getting longer
Will it get better God I often wonder
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
As I fall and I land on my fucking knees
I look up at the sky and scream, somebody please
But not the holy song, I'm lost like a vagabond
Just a dodge boy, no matter what they said I'm on
(Said I'm on, said I'm on)