Mr. Probz - Long Way To Go lyrics

[Chorus: Mr. Probz] My feet are tired And the pain shows There's such a long way to go now Such a long way to go Gotta be strong By myself now Such a long road My souls so cold Weaken all my bones But I gotta work hard Just to reach my goal Such a long way to go So many miles left But I'm here now [Joe Budden] Please lord something gotta give They say for every negative There's a positive But I ain't positive For every buck deposited We still in the hood Livin' like hostages And never mind colleges School of HardKnocks scholarship Dealing with politics I would just self success In the store If I could bottle it But, I ain't a millionaire Won't see me in Forbes son Life is like a beach chair When you can afford one Ruger loaded Just in case the war come Might as well Everything is coming to the forefront Need a clear head just to think And f** a drink and my two-step n***a, I'm two-steps from a drink So pressure either bust pipes Or it make diamonds No matter how high up the mountain I stay climbing Freedom I keep chancin' So if I fall like Beyonce I just get back up and keep dancing [Chorus] [Joe Budden] (Yo Mouse, Talk to 'em) Never been a goal that I couldn't reach Never been a lesson I couldn't teach I done been through the world and back f** school I got all the facts All I do is stand tall When they got my back against the wall When it's game time All we do is ball My n***as'll be here in one call (one call) One call (one call) When sh** gets heavy All I do is pick up the phone Ain't gotta go through nothing alone When sh** gets heavy All I do is pick up the phone Ain't gotta walk through this world alone If I'm on my own [Mr. Probz] Keep on standing on my own 2 feet Everytime that I cry When I sweat When I bleed See nothing can stop me No nothing except me [Chorus] [Joe Budden] I'm chasin' after pies With bags under my eyes You looking at my representative mask It's a disguise And I don't do things Like I used to The past is the past I'm presently thinkin' Bout the future Certain n***as bettin' I fall I'm speed jogging Through the quicksand I'm juggling 3 medicine balls See I'm coming up Used to share a room With 2 cellmates Now I tower over the devil But this ain't Hell Date Long way to go I see my feet getting blisters I dare em Talk to me like Mike Richards Or play Don Imus And think it's cool To disrespect our sisters I guess we got a while 'Fore they actually get the picture I think about Virginia Tech Think about Katrina n***as that caught Sean Bell Slippin' with the nina A day before the wedding Safety off the weapon Though all these things Play in my head I keep steppin' [Chorus]