Lyrics

A long long way to go A long long way to go Alright man holla From the home where the stone gets thrown like mancalla Speaking to Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala On the days when I felt washed up like sand dollar Grasp on my collar, devil tryna' choke me Sway me, tryna' persuade me and provoke me To go and make my best friend green like I's Pokey But I'm sharp as the weapon of choice for a shinobi Please use the dot before the r-o-b My name is my name since the all grey Sony Fam skated on me tried to Tony Hawk Pro me But it's cool even when all alone I'm never lonely Surrounded by the mission and the sound of the beneficent Only every tire when I pull up at the Michelin Demi Phalastini I'm born into imprisonment So I know there's more than our world this isn't it I don't think you're hearing me Please make it clear to me Blood boil over stolen soil like a Cherokee Waiting for the day I gotta pay you for the air I breath Took time to find nobody cares what's fair to me So I guess I gotta switch up the rules The pressure aught to make me shine like crystals and jewels A Muslim man shaking the hand of Christians and Jews No malice in my heart I only live for the truth forreal Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply would you come down and save my soul I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long long way to go A long long way to go A long long way to go Alright man holla, tryna chase a dollar Never finished college, but I'm still honored Everybody paying attention like I'm a scholar Me and A.Rob like Batman and Robin Devil trying to choke me but I remain solid I'm the type to never end a problem until I solve it I just want the W to help the ones starving I am the artist I just paint the picture without arguing Ever since I started I'm the largest target making movies Marcus I don't market music if it sounds garbage Always make Dua to shed light when it gets darker And read the Fatiha on the plane before departure You can't walk in my shoes you don't got those I'm from Chicago I'm used to going through potholes Time is money and your clock broke I'm heating up like a hot stove and I keep it on lock mode I had a talk with the sky I asked why is it easy over here and harder on the other side This ain't butterflies during summer time, otherwise I'd be living in Palestine instead my cousin died No revenge I don't have it in me Used to own it now it's stolen so it matters to me Middle East needs peace it's as bad as you see Let's pray for Lebanon, moment of silence the beat Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply would you come down and save my soul I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long long way to go A long long way to go A long long way to go
Writer(s): Ameen Rahman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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