| [Truck North] | |
| Trapped, no shield, no sword | |
| The unbeaten path got my soul so sore | |
| Allured by the lust, something money can't cure | |
| The Devil want me as is, but God he want more | |
| Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here we go | |
| like a nigga woke up late in The Truman Show | |
| Living life without a care, mean pokerface | |
| But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here | |
| Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head | |
| Work alone, sleep alone, eat alone, daily bread | |
| Counting till my fingers red, how you gon' judge a man | |
| walking in the shoes of a man with a broken leg? | |
| Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg | |
| Last place in the race I ain't never led | |
| Like I ain't never bled, time to get up out of bed | |
| Serving in the army of one, it's on again | |
| [Chorus 2X: Dice Raw] | |
| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk it alone | |
| I always been on my own, ever since the day I born | |
| So I don't mind walking alone | |
| [P.O.R.N.] | |
| I'm in a chess match, I'm in a death trap | |
| I'm tryna find out where the eggs in the nest at | |
| I'm one blood when the sky turns jet black | |
| No love in the world can correct that | |
| I'm in a slow lane, I'm on my Cobain | |
| I'm in the new spot tryna run a old game | |
| I got a new chick, put out my old flame | |
| No peace, no sleep, no love for a young beast | |
| You can put me in a cage | |
| You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed | |
| There ain't no hell like the hell I raise | |
| I'd die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe | |
| I'm a snake in the garden of bones | |
| I'm a loner in a world of clones | |
| I'm the piece that don't belong, see I roam | |
| where the the Reaper roam till they put my name on a stone | |
| [Chorus 2X] | |
| [Black Thought] | |
| The longest walk I'll probably ever be on | |
| The Road to Perdition, guess I'm finna get my plea on | |
| I pray these wings strong enough to carry me on | |
| I promise every second felt as if it took an eon | |
| Walking like the lost boys of Sierra Leone | |
| The trail of tears what they got me like a Cherokee on | |
| Between the ears something I require therapy on | |
| for the working the bone like my name Robert Dion | |
| I go above and beyond, the duty called, truly y'all | |
| Even though they kind of blew me off like a booty call | |
| Asked me if I'm just another muli or a movie star | |
| Forced to face the +music+ like a graduate of Juilliard | |
| Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on | |
| Make my make alone, shed light upon the dark alone | |
| Get my sparkle on, it's a mission I'm embarking on | |
| A kamikaze in the danger zone far from home | |
| [Chorus 2X] |
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