I never was the smartest, couldn¡¯t rhyme fast
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Couldn¡¯t shoot hoop, barely ever went to class
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Started writin¡¯ rhymes goin¡¯ through the studio
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Beggin¡¯ club on the knees, please let me do a show
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This ain¡¯t like over night I got my big break
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Shook up South rap like a China earthquake
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Top of the world, ridin¡¯ with the top down
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Thank god I ain¡¯t got to sell or rob now
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Look around, every kid is in the street playin¡¯
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Still innocent and never touch the devil hand
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I see the old man walkin¡¯ like his feet hurt
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Pushin¡¯ a shoppin¡¯ cart with everything he owns in it
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That¡¯s somebody¡¯s dad, that¡¯s some mama¡¯s son
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A whiskey bottle, the only place he call home
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I stop and talk to him, shoot him a couple warm
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Sherry cold beer and ask him where he come from
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But I can¡¯t explain this
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Wish I couldn¡¯t change this life
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I don¡¯t know why
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A man look complacent
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But all our days are wasting by
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I don¡¯t know why
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He looks so tired, I feel bad for him
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He from the mile, shit, I wonder did my dad know him?
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He said he got a son and a daughter my age
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But he ain¡¯t seen either one in decades
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He said he went to college and played football
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He got two degrees and practiced law
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He had a big house, a beautiful wife
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Two kids, the perfect American life
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Then one day his wife got sick
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Cancer in the breast and it progressed quick
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A year went by but his wife didn¡¯t make it
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Two young kids, now alone and gotta raise them
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And you could still see the pain in his eyes
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Eyes that can¡¯t lie, eyes that don¡¯t cry
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I asked him what happened after that bro?
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He said he lost his job and he just gave up, shit
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But I can¡¯t explain this
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Wish I couldn¡¯t change this life
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I don¡¯t know why
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A man look complacent
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But all our days are wasting by
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I don¡¯t know why
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We just sat there quiet for a minute
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Thinkin¡¯ bout his shoes and if I was in ¡®em
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He says young man don¡¯t ever judge me
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Don¡¯t feel sorry for me because of what you see
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I chose this road, the pressure got to me
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My family tried to help but I wasn¡¯t ready
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Liquor seemed to be the only thing
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I could do to take away the pain
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My kids walk around in shame
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I know, this some hard shit to explain
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Tell their friends when they ask
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Why you never talk about your mom and your dad?
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Then it got quiet, he just sat there
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Stood up, he took a sip from his beer
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He didn¡¯t say nothin¡¯ and he walked away
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And I still see him every day
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But I can¡¯t explain this
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Wish I couldn¡¯t change this life
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I don¡¯t know why
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A man look complacent
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But all our days are wasting by
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I don¡¯t know why
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The Man Under The Bridge
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| 8Ball |
