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letra de long road - promatic

[intro: dogmatic]
yo, what kinda life is this?
it’s a long road

[verse 1: dogmatic]
i woke up with disgust, ready to die
i woke up with distrust, i woke up high
i broke up a building, brick by brick
if i woke up with bumps all over d-ck
would it mean sh-t? i’ll still be hitting these l!cks
like when daddy punch my momma just to get his kicks
since the age of six all i was taught was street sh-t
how to sack, flip, eat chicken and smack b-tch
wear hand-me-down clothes and dreams of being rich
i never had sh-t, the son of a convict
stupid son a b-tch, he left me in the trench
that’s why i beat my dog to death with a wrench
my daddy didn’t love me so i didn’t love it
i crush the top of his sh-t like in a mosh pit
detroit got me f-cked up, oh well
no matter how you slice it homie it’s all h-ll

[chorus 1 x2: dogmatic]
we all on a long way to h-ll
we all on a long way to h-ll
she’s on a long way, he’s on a long way
we all on a long way to h-ll
[chorus 2 x4: madd kapp]
(it’s a long way to h-ll!)

[verse 2: proof]
understand that my fam is black
how you gon’ get praise when you raised like a can of rats?
every night in my living room, mike tyson fight
that’s why the realest n-gga in my life is white
surrounded by a hundred teens with their hundred dreams
friends lose their [?] slowly becoming fiends
family family ties to mobs before my eyes
watch cancer eat my grandpa alive
moms only talk when she drunk, we don’t talk now
my siblings live in prison, always locked down
mad at my stepdad in a rounds of [?]
for using my notepad to snort lines of coke
abandoned and ran with persistent crooks
every time i hear gunshots i’m missing snook
missing bugz, missing biggie, missing ‘pac
i’m blowing up my brains out for kissing glocks

[refrain: proof & dogmatic]
this that promatic rock sh-t right here
and right now we want everybody to move and bop with us
naw p we want these motherf-ckers to bounce more
everybody wild the f-ck out!

[post chorus x4: madd kapp]
take me home!

[verse 3: proof]
everybody always dissing, always b-tching
little kids always ditching out the hallways skipping
dipping out to arcades, walkman blasting
d12 in they headphones, talking, trashing
kids getting k!lled for they echo jackets
who got the answers to the questions i’m asking?
i found the solution to x and weed
love when i’m rolling at excessive speed
is it me or him? you or them?
is it god fault for this [?] life i’m in?
vicodin, sh-t, to calm my nerves
promatic is realness, bomb our words
[verse 4: dogmatic]
so what you heard? jerry springer and [hard copy?]?
weed’s taking over the street, it’s a monopoly
twelve here rolled hits, smoking joints with his mommy
cigarette and nikes explode [?] party
it’s all truth, don’t think the devil ignores you
my momma had a breakdown too, we can’t sue
live is sh-tty but i’m use to living gritty
it’s a f-cking pity, how much time can the judge give me?
i’m drinking remy, having s-x with my jimmy
write rhymes with my blood until the worlds feels me
’till the worlds feels me yo, feels me yo
’till the worlds feels me pro

[chorus 1 x2: dogmatic]
we all on a long way to h-ll
we all on a long way to h-ll
she’s on a long way, he’s on a long way
we all on a long way to h-ll

[chorus 2 x4: madd kapp]
(it’s a long way to h-ll!)

- promatic

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