This song was written with feeling and heart. The beat needed some real lyrics.
Song written, performed, recorded, and produced by Middike of Third Degree Beats.
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A song about the struggles to overcome hard times and not being able to find your way through life.
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Verse I
I'm tired of the games, I'm sick to my stomach waitin' for things to change/cuz I'm tired of seeing the same things/runnin' thru flames in this target range/we call it trife cuz the siren lights the only signs of life/after the shots ring out/and the cops bring out/the body bags, white chalk, and tape/cuz dude chose to walk the walk and test fate/and now his family has to find a place/and come face to face wit anger, rage, resentment, and hate/ and the fear makes you weak til your heart could break/and the scars create a state of mind/that feels confined/a mental prison wit no light shinnin' thru the prism/tryin' to take what wasn't given/and it's hard to feel alive when you hardly livin'/so I'm givin' all I got to give to survive these times/but sometimes it feels like I'm kickin' my heels/man whats the deal//
Hook
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
Verse II
Steel russian roulette wheels spinnin' wit at least one/so that's a seventeen percent chance of comin' undone/from/public housing to the streets to the slums/feel tha/kick in the beat wit the sound of the drum/instead of tha/click of the heat and the rounds of the guns/cuz I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired/wish I was rich, secure, retired/but life's a bitch on this turf until you expire/so I aspire to inspire minds/wit rhymes that shine nine times/brighter than the surface of the sun/I'm dodgin' agents in the matrix cuz I am that one/It's time for some changes/learn to see me as your brother instead of two distant strangers/and that's how its suppose to be/but I can believe what I'm seein' when I'm on these streets/a lot of pain a lot of agony and it seems life God's gettin' back at me/but I can't perceive my dreams cuz I'm runnin' from the past/and the pain is real and runnin' real fast//
Hook
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
Verse III
(And as I go as I go/there's nowhere to go/but all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home)
So I tried wit all my might to make it right/despite the struggle/I'm livin' everyday like it's my last cuz this life's a hustle/a gamble here's a sample/an example of how poor we livin'/we givin' all we got to give/to survive cuz wit life you only get one try/so why must I keep this pain inside/when I know damn well that its time to ride//
Hook
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
Verse IV
So see thru the eyes of a poor white kid/who didn't have a pot to piss in/grew up in a place where kids go missin'/didn't speak much but wanted someone to listen/you see this kid had a vision of livin' large/sittin' on his porch wishin' these hard times would subside/but sometimes in ya life it's left or right//
Hook
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
As I rome there's nowhere to go/and all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home/cuz in this life there's really no guarentees/livin' life up on these streets//
Outro
And as I go as I go there's nowhere to go/but all I know is I'm tryin' to find my way home//
Written by Middike of Third Degree Beats
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