Long Road (Long Road Thru Hell)

Lyrics
[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 dick Would it mean shit? I'll still be hitting these licks Like when Daddy punch my Momma just to get his kicks Since the age of six all I was taught was street shit How to sack, flip, eat chicken and smack bitch Wear hand-me-down clothes and dreams of being rich I never had shit, the son of a convict Stupid son a bitch, 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 shit like in a mosh pit Detroit got me fucked up, oh well No matter how you slice it homie it's all Hell [Chorus 1 x2: Dogmatic] We all on a long way to Hell We all on a long way to Hell She's on a long way, he's on a long way We all on a long way to Hell [Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp] (IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!) [Verse 2: Proof] Understanding 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 nigga 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 after kissing Glocks [Chorus 1 x2: Dogmatic] We all on a long way to Hell We all on a long way to Hell She's on a long way, he's on a long way We all on a long way to Hell [Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp] (IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!) [Refrain: Proof & Dogmatic] This that Promatic rock shit right here And right now we want everybody to move and bounce with us Naw P we want these motherfuckers to bounce more Everybody WILD THE FUCK OUT! [Post Chorus x4: Madd Kapp] TAKE ME HOME! [Verse 3: Proof] Everybody always dissing, always bitching Little kids always ditching out the hallways skipping Dipping out to arcades, Walkman blasting D12 in they headphones, talking, trashing Kids getting killed 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 [Jakey?] life I'm in? Vicodin, shit, 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 shitty but I'm use to living gritty It's a fucking pity, how much time can the judge give me? I'm drinking Remy, having sex 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 Hell We all on a long way to Hell She's on a long way, he's on a long way We all on a long way to Hell [Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp] (IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Promatic
- Dogmatic
- Proof