Yo
So what's the next move
Where do I go
Where do I stay
Where do I work
Where do I rest
Where do I play
It feels as though I've been up in this gridlock for days
Still I'm hoping that this shit stops, but hey
What ever happened to the hiphopper race (?)
It ain't funny, I could get shot today
Man (?), and the chicks clucking their preys (?)
I wish it wasn't the case, but to them, nothing is okay
This world seems far from genuine
Seeing all this almost makes it hard remembering
Times when my mind was occupied with computer games
It's all changed, and I couldn't tell you who's to blame
Moving game (?), I am just hopping on my bus
Maybe there'll be no need catching the night bus
This means a lot to me, I never just rised off
It's funny what you see on the along road of your life, but
Life got me stressed, true
I'm trying to figure what might be the best, route
Yeah
For every time I get next, too
To what I'm seeking
All I find is the next move, the next move
Yo, life got me stressed, true
I'm trying to figure what might be the best, route
Yeah
For every time I get next, too
To what I'm seeking
All I find is the next move, the next move
Already 20 years old, now that can't be right
Why do I feel like I've already lived half my life
People telling me that death is a part of life
But they're all lost for words, when I ask them why
So many things on my mind, so I start to write
Wondering if in this battle I'm lost to fight (?)
Me, my brother, my uncle and our heart were tight
We converse through the night 'til the sparks them fly (?)
Nowadays chicks damn ain't half as bright (?)
Oh, cutting up their chest for a larger size
The kind of man you will attract, in the park at night
The kind of man that will approach you with a masked knife
I don't laugh I cry, these the hardest times
Apart from rhymes, I tryna feed my starving mind
I ask a lot of questions, I can't deny
But I be fibbin' if knew where all the answers lie
Life got me stressed, true
I'm trying to figure what might be the best, route
Yeah
For every time I get next, too
To what I'm seeking
All I find is the next move, the next move
Yo, life got me stressed, true
I'm trying to figure what might be the best, route
Yeah
For every time I get next, too
To what I'm seeking
All I find is the next move, the next move
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