Everybody running acting like they dona¢æ¢ât know where they going [x6]
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As I walk through the trails of life I get so disturbed
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So little time with so much to learn
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All these faces askin for me to help
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But I barely getting through this myself
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That why Ia¢æ¢âm here writing
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Poor mana¢æ¢âs therapy put your pain to words
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Make it all fit together just to share it with the world
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Thata¢æ¢âs why some people just dona¢æ¢ât understand
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Cause my rhymes are like a puzzle that they mind cana¢æ¢ât comprehend
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But thata¢æ¢âs the path they chose, the lonely road,
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Where the street signs read your now out of control
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Not me though, Ia¢æ¢âm in it for the long haul
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So Ia¢æ¢âma fuckin make it, even if I have to crawl
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Ia¢æ¢âm not the type that wants to learn from mistakes
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So every chance I get I think of moves to make
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Ia¢æ¢âm underestimated but Ia¢æ¢âm still here
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Cause the name of the trail Ia¢æ¢âm on is have no fear
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[Chorus x2]
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(As I walk through)
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Which way do I go, which way do I go, which way do I go, which way do I go, follow me
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(These trails of tears)
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Are you lost? Do you know which way to go?
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The path your on, is it fast or is it slow?
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Is it everything that you always dreamed?
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Or is it just little more than what it seems?
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Are you headed on the one that fits?
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Or do you wish you could go back and switch it up right quick?
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Now I mean right is in the right path
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But quick is in a hurry for them slow motherfuckers who always act like they dona¢æ¢ât hear me
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This is my last attempt for your attention, any more wasted time will just be a failed mission
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If you aina¢æ¢ât down, why even mention my name
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Tryin to hate on me cause of your own self shame
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Some only do it cause they wish they was me
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Thata¢æ¢âs why the path that they lead is called whack mca¢æ¢âs
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As my true warrior keep shit real, walking the concrete trails ready to kill at will
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Ia¢æ¢âm witha¢æ¢âcha
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[Chorus x2]
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Ita¢æ¢âs time to take you on a whole new journey
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But we got to stick together cause it might get lonely
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We headed through the muddy swamps, for real
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And this experience might change how you feel
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Whether ita¢æ¢âs good, bad, happy, or sad
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Just as long as you follow you gonna find your path
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And where it ends, ita¢æ¢âs all up to you
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Just as long as you try youa¢æ¢âre best to make it through
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Leta¢æ¢âs go
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[Chorus x2]
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Trails Of Tears
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