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Lyrics for One More Road To Cross by DMX:
| | | Artist: | DMX |
| | Album: | And Then There Was X (1999 | | Track: | One More Road To Cross | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 92 | | | | Lyrics: | DMX]
Uhh.. this is life (this is life)
This is what I know (this what I know)
So to
me (so to me) this is life (this is life)
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)
One more road to
cross
One more risk to take
Gotta live my life
like there's one more move to
make
[DMX]
I'm up at like 6 AM, to check this nigga
He work the nightshift, and
I gots to check them figures
Knock on his door, peoples talkin bout, "He ain't there,"
but
the house is packed, shit I know he here somewhere
See money get high, I don't knock what a
nigga do to get by
Just make sure you gettin by don't FUCK with you gettin mine
Ain't the
first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then
Hate to think of what he's did and if I
catch him slippin
won't be an ass-whippin, I can tell you that
I keep it real with this
cat, he go and sell two packs
and run off (damn) tell me, he was locked down, up North
and
you out a week later? That's bullshit!
I bust off, I need this dough
Fuck you think I'm
here for my health?
I need this wealth, because I feed myself
You play with my life, when
you play with my money
Playin around but this'll be the last time that you think somethin's
funny
Chorus
[DMX]
Yo, I've been casin the liquor store, for a month
now
with me and two other niggaz, is about to run up in there and shut it down
I got four
people on the inside, one stay in the back
Two stock boys, one at the register but he count the
stacks
Aight bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask
for the dough they
know that we takin all three bags
Now see that? You gotta hear em shoot that nigga
Matter
of fact, you hit the back, I'll put two in that nigga
Hardhead motherfuckers always get
it
I told him what would happen if he moved the nigga moved so I did it
Did you get it? I
asked my man as he was comin from the back
Nigga opened his mouth said nothin and fell out
flat
This cat come out spittin, hittin my mans, his mans
Couldn't control what was in his
hands
I'm hit, damn! I bust back, and got the fuck up out of there
Didn't get a dime, but
at least I got up out of there
Chorus
[DMX]
Aiyyo I see it, try to avoid
it, but it comes
That's how it's goin in the slums over crumbs
Somethin little becomes
somethin major
Niggaz gettin blown up like a pager
Ear to ear with the razor, pour out my
soul
Took control of hurt, why must Earl Simmons, swim in dirt?
I'm gon' make it work,
twenty-eight and tryin to get, baptized
Priest cannot touch me cause he said I gave him bad
vibes
Ryde, when I Die, straight down, but I'm plottin
We all gots to go but who wants to
be forgotten?
I'ma leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil
Throw dirt and may
your hands burn when you touch the shovel
The level of animosity is stoppin me from
thrivin
FUCK what them niggaz is talkin about, I'm survivin
Alive and goin through it, but
I made my bed
So now it's in these flames that I, lay my head
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