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letra de the narrow path - blu & exile

tryna’ tell my folks that flowin’ ain’t easy
travellin’ down this yellow brick road until it frees me
i need a pen, i need a pad, i need a place to go
to get this sh-t lifted offa my soul

‘picture me sittin in front of 88 keys, trying to escape
from a shady place, where babies blaze trees on a daily day
tryna get they gravy straight to floss, cuz told me homey watch it
these ladies play dirty games with you, get to grindin
where n-gg-s pitch as quick as nolan ryan
holdin iron, blowin smoke, elope in fire, flame spittin
the game is just a way to escape
and our pain is just a way we can relate to folks cryin
findin ways i can make a difference
but f-ck wishin on a star cuz the percentage of gettin what you envisioned is small
and the stars barely shine in the city, so we’re blinded
by the manmade bright lights, makin my eyes shifty
feel me out, hear me now, cryin childs of the ghetto
lettin go a beautiful sound, it’s kinda falsetto
h-llo h-ll, welcome to l.a., where devils that dwell play
they meddle with metal and lettin every sh-ll spray
until day dawns, i make songs for the long road travelers
and lost souls after us
spittin lyrics vicious like i’m mad as f-ck
packin up my bags, hoppin back on the narrow path that’s planned for us’

tryna’ tell my folks that flowin’ ain’t easy
travellin’ down this yellow brick road until it frees me
i need a pen, i need a pad, i need a place to go
to get this sh-t lifted offa my soul

in this world that i’m livin’ in
i’ve given into s-x, stress, and dividends
los angeles, metropolis, city of vexed citizens
folks that smoke infinite dope for hope living in
poverty is probably the less stress position to go
so we don’t have positions to hold
so we pitch snow and live in the cold in h-ll
in h-ll felling heaven is close
but like road kill im still on this road
bold as any soilder playing his role
i stroll the st–ts in the cold
even in the summer heat it gets cold
so we stroll with the heat and its cold
it’s beeen a long troublesome road and im still travelin
f-ck battling, just managing life is challenging
though i managed to make it
i damaged the place up in my mind
like the times of los angles greatest
wasting time and lifespans f-cking around
im spitting deep sh-t stuck in the ground
so just dig it, or don’t f-ck with it
cause you can’t f-ck with it

tryna’ tell my folks that flowin’ ain’t easy
travellin’ down this yellow brick road until it frees me
i need a pen, i need a pad, i need a place to go
to get this sh-t lifted offa my soul

check it,
and i’ll be, playin escapism by pete rock
hot, watchin police plot knocks to get my peeps locked.
smilin as my teeth rot,
from eatin sugar coated quotes, smokin dope to float away
but hey, the air is nice up there
i swear the feelin’s good as chillin with a nice cold beer
we fallen angels rockin halo’s like its priced up gear
and if you need me, just ring me, sh-t ill be right up here
where fear is non-existent
instead of driftin’ in a prison, where my minds restricted
where my mind is wishin’ while tryin to get a broken promise mended
im trainin to be a seamstress, sewin holes that dreams fit (?)
fiends bling, broken clocks, tryna get their dreams fixed (?)
tickin itchin, tockin’ watchin, god is watching you
but you rather have a watch with lots of diamonds ive been fooled
by the word a few times, who cares is blu rhymes
about ho’s or savin souls, they wanna hear that beat ride
i rewind and try to play back the days that they would play stacks
and 8-tracks to recline, now we blaze sacks
takin’ back the feelin’ hidden in me when we used to smile, remember that?
it’s been a while, so im blowin off the dust
brushin dirt up off my nutts, got this feelin’ in my gut
im tryna let it out so if you with me then listen up… listen.
listen up cause uh, i got this feelin’ in my gut
what the. f-ck

tryna’ tell my folks that flowin’ ain’t easy
travellin’ down this yellow brick road until it frees me
i need a pen, i need a pad, i need a place to go
to get this sh-t lifted offa my soul

- blu exile

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