I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

'Cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife

I can't wait any longer to set myself free, ahh Dirty livin', ahh, dirty livin' No more, no more I've gotta get away Dirty livin', dirty livin' I can't get enough of what I need People all around me lettin' me bleed Waitin' for the darkness to blind the

You gotta work We gon' find a way Somebody's gotta do it I know the road is deep I know the journey's long So, I've got to carry on And when I'm in too deep I need you to help me to be strong It ain't gonna happen on its own

You've been down too long in the midnight sea Ride the tiger You can see his stripes but you know he's clean Oh don't you see what I mean Gotta get away Oh what's becoming of me Holy Diver, yeah

I wanna love you in every kind of way I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today I'm gonna love you in every kind of way I wanna love you I gotta love you Baby, the sound of you Better than a

'Cause I can't feel my face I won't struggle long In a world so cold In a world so wrong I'm not running away, been fighting this so long (so long) Such a price that we pay, we gotta be so strong And I take my life tonight 'cause I have the right to die

I just spent three nights in a two-night town Sun's comin’ up and I’m just goin’ down It was women, it was sinnin’, it was alcohol When am I, ever gonna learn to walk away Why do I always gotta stay to long till it’s too late Am I ever gonna turn my life

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

Gotta find my way back home I've been way too long War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs You other rappers mad