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  • Going down the hard road, don't know where I've been
    We're going down, going down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    Growing up, I needed a guide like a blind veteran's dog
    'Cause I was going nowhere like a child's letters to God
    Though life's road was hard, I was never so lost
    That I looked for an answer in a medicine box
    I never did pop pills or cop deals, just rocked hills
    Kids with skills still got harassed by the cops till
    They'd have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up
    Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up
    And bail me out, a failure out once again
    Next weekend, bailed me out, drunk again
    And I never will forgive myself
    For putting you through all that hell
    I went from high school dropout to factory laborer
    Slave to the clock until four, went from sleeping on the floor
    To being back on tour, now no stopping me
    I'll finish with a bang like Kurt Cobain's biography
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    I spent my youth like life was cheap
    The only change that I wanted, was enough to buy a drink
    Was on a path nowhere, the harder the road
    The more broken baggage we carry, the larger the load
    This school drop out got knocked out, chased by the cops out
    Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and locked out
    Been broke and beaten, even chocked at being
    A **** MC but never lost hope in dreaming
    We used to thrash boosted cars till the engine would fail
    If I never had bailed, I'd be dead or in jail
    And man I got no one else to blame
    I thank my family and music for keeping me sane
    But that's the breaks, right? Started working late nights
    Never seeing daylight, getting paid like a slave might
    And I've done too many years to miss this for my missus
    To have to tell my son he nearly never existed
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    Dj Debris, c'mon and break it down like
    And I speak what I feel in the booth, in the spirit of truth
    'Cause all these kids that I meet, man, they mirror my youth
    And I could have gone the wrong way, the easy option
    But I chose to go the long way, the streets are watching
    So keep a look out, look up, B ballers keep your hook up
    Tear a page from my book out and pull out
    Your finger, put your foot out and keep a lookout
    For what we put out, the brand new flavor for your cookout
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    I'm walking round in circles, came here to find a friend
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    ...
  • Going down the hard road, don't know where I've been
    We're going down, going down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    Growing up, I needed a guide like a blind veteran's dog
    'Cause I was going nowhere like a child's letters to God
    Though life's road was hard, I was never so lost
    That I looked for an answer in a medicine box
    I never did pop pills or cop deals, just rocked hills
    Kids with skills still got harassed by the cops till
    They'd have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up
    Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up
    And bail me out, a failure out once again
    Next weekend, bailed me out, drunk again
    And I never will forgive myself
    For putting you through all that hell
    I went from high school dropout to factory laborer
    Slave to the clock until four, went from sleeping on the floor
    To being back on tour, now no stopping me
    I'll finish with a bang like Kurt Cobain's biography
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    I spent my youth like life was cheap
    The only change that I wanted, was enough to buy a drink
    Was on a path nowhere, the harder the road
    The more broken baggage we carry, the larger the load
    This school drop out got knocked out, chased by the cops out
    Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and locked out
    Been broke and beaten, even chocked at being
    A **** MC but never lost hope in dreaming
    We used to thrash boosted cars till the engine would fail
    If I never had bailed, I'd be dead or in jail
    And man I got no one else to blame
    I thank my family and music for keeping me sane
    But that's the breaks, right? Started working late nights
    Never seeing daylight, getting paid like a slave might
    And I've done too many years to miss this for my missus
    To have to tell my son he nearly never existed
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    Dj Debris, c'mon and break it down like
    And I speak what I feel in the booth, in the spirit of truth
    'Cause all these kids that I meet, man, they mirror my youth
    And I could have gone the wrong way, the easy option
    But I chose to go the long way, the streets are watching
    So keep a look out, look up, B ballers keep your hook up
    Tear a page from my book out and pull out
    Your finger, put your foot out and keep a lookout
    For what we put out, the brand new flavor for your cookout
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
    Going down the hard road, down the hard road
    Don't know where I've been
    I'm walking round in circles, came here to find a friend
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my love
    ...