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May the road rise up to meet you and the wind will always at your back
 
 
 
 
 
Let the money grow
 
Under a tree of 99 problems of this life i lived on the low
 
Where the only love is the one and the place that's far from home
 
Let Zion be the road we choose to roam
 
I know these growing pains will eventually go
 
But i can't complain i got my problems from HOV
 
Gas me up but can't stop a ship always on go
 
No matter this or how dark it gets
 
This Took motions battling these emotions gassed up on low oxytocin
 
No love From the deep space where most niggas can't go or won't go
 
Where everyone's trained and always on go
 
I promise this is the life I chose where the road my brothers chase
 
And only lord knows how far it goes
 
What they want i'll prolly never know
 
But If they asked i never told a soul
 
Either way that’s the dice and how they roll
 
Dipped out in comet no Jimm Jones , to a place a following couldn't even
stay in place
 
To the top i go where my throne awates in a finer space where most cant
Find their way
 
Or find the space, or find your place
 
No home wasn't built just for my own sake,
 
no finders fee no can't find the tape
 
Challenged to my own sake i found a plate
 
Washed my hands clean
 
Just To give my old man a finner shake
 
Looking for everything, no this is not the place
 
As i declare home the final place
 
And the baddies as the final race
 
Where we are all are in a finner place
 
Love that sound , buttt you can keep the taste
 
or keep the lace
 
And Where it to my disgrace
 
 
 
In today's world war space
 
 
May the Peace be at home

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