One More Road To Cross - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | One More Road To Cross - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | DMX |
| Album | ...And Then There Was X |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dean, Simmons | |
| Uhh.. this is life (this is life) | |
| This is what I know (this what I know) | |
| So to me (so to me) this is life (this is life) | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make | |
| I'm up at like 6 AM, to check this nigga | |
| He work the nightshift, and I gots to check them figures | |
| Knock on his door, peoples talkin bout, "He ain't there," | |
| but the house is packed, shit I know he here somewhere | |
| See money get high, I don't knock what a nigga do to get by | |
| Just make sure you gettin by don't **** with you gettin mine | |
| Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then | |
| Hate to think of what he's did and if I catch him slippin | |
| won't be an ass-whippin, I can tell you that | |
| I keep it real with this cat, he go and sell two packs | |
| and run off (damn) tell me, he was locked down, up North | |
| and you out a week later? That's bullshit! | |
| I bust off, I need this dough | |
| **** you think I'm here for my health? | |
| I need this wealth, because I feed myself | |
| You play with my life, when you play with my money | |
| Playin around but this'll be the last time you think somethin's funny | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make | |
| Yo, I've been casin the liquor store, for a month now | |
| with me and two other niggaz, is about to run up in there and shut it down | |
| I got four people on the inside, one stay in the back | |
| Two stock boys, one at the register but he count the stacks | |
| Aight bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask | |
| for the dough they know that we takin all three bags | |
| Now see that? You gotta hear em shoot that nigga | |
| Matter of fact, you hit the back, I'll put two in that nigga | |
| Hardhead mother****ers always get it | |
| I told him what would happen if he moved the nigga moved so I did it | |
| Did you get it? I asked my man as he was comin from the back | |
| Nigga opened his mouth said nothin and fell out flat | |
| This cat come out spittin, hittin my mans, his mans | |
| Couldn't control what was in his hands | |
| I'm hit, damn! I bust back, and got the **** up out of there | |
| Didn't get a dime, but at least I got up out of there | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make | |
| Aiyyo I see it, try to avoid it, but it comes | |
| That's how it's goin in the slums over crumbs | |
| Somethin little becomes somethin major | |
| Niggaz gettin blown up like a pager | |
| Ear to ear with the razor, pour out my soul | |
| Took control of hurt, why must Earl Simmons, swim in dirt? | |
| I'm gon' make it work, twenty-eight and tryin to get, baptized | |
| Priest cannot touch me cause he said I gave him bad vibes | |
| Ryde, when I Die, straight down, but I'm plottin | |
| We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten? | |
| I'ma leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil | |
| Throw dirt and may your hands burn when you touch the shovel | |
| The level of animosity is stoppin me from thrivin | |
| **** what them niggaz is talkin about, I'm survivin | |
| Alive and goin through it, but I made my bed | |
| So now it's in these flames that I, lay my head | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there's one more move to make |
| zuo qu : Dean, Simmons | |
| Uhh.. this is life this is life | |
| This is what I know this what I know | |
| So to me so to me this is life this is life | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| I' m up at like 6 AM, to check this nigga | |
| He work the nightshift, and I gots to check them figures | |
| Knock on his door, peoples talkin bout, " He ain' t there," | |
| but the house is packed, shit I know he here somewhere | |
| See money get high, I don' t knock what a nigga do to get by | |
| Just make sure you gettin by don' t with you gettin mine | |
| Ain' t the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then | |
| Hate to think of what he' s did and if I catch him slippin | |
| won' t be an asswhippin, I can tell you that | |
| I keep it real with this cat, he go and sell two packs | |
| and run off damn tell me, he was locked down, up North | |
| and you out a week later? That' s bullshit! | |
| I bust off, I need this dough | |
| you think I' m here for my health? | |
| I need this wealth, because I feed myself | |
| You play with my life, when you play with my money | |
| Playin around but this' ll be the last time you think somethin' s funny | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| Yo, I' ve been casin the liquor store, for a month now | |
| with me and two other niggaz, is about to run up in there and shut it down | |
| I got four people on the inside, one stay in the back | |
| Two stock boys, one at the register but he count the stacks | |
| Aight bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask | |
| for the dough they know that we takin all three bags | |
| Now see that? You gotta hear em shoot that nigga | |
| Matter of fact, you hit the back, I' ll put two in that nigga | |
| Hardhead mother ers always get it | |
| I told him what would happen if he moved the nigga moved so I did it | |
| Did you get it? I asked my man as he was comin from the back | |
| Nigga opened his mouth said nothin and fell out flat | |
| This cat come out spittin, hittin my mans, his mans | |
| Couldn' t control what was in his hands | |
| I' m hit, damn! I bust back, and got the up out of there | |
| Didn' t get a dime, but at least I got up out of there | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| Aiyyo I see it, try to avoid it, but it comes | |
| That' s how it' s goin in the slums over crumbs | |
| Somethin little becomes somethin major | |
| Niggaz gettin blown up like a pager | |
| Ear to ear with the razor, pour out my soul | |
| Took control of hurt, why must Earl Simmons, swim in dirt? | |
| I' m gon' make it work, twentyeight and tryin to get, baptized | |
| Priest cannot touch me cause he said I gave him bad vibes | |
| Ryde, when I Die, straight down, but I' m plottin | |
| We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten? | |
| I' ma leave a mark, and it won' t be the mark of the devil | |
| Throw dirt and may your hands burn when you touch the shovel | |
| The level of animosity is stoppin me from thrivin | |
| what them niggaz is talkin about, I' m survivin | |
| Alive and goin through it, but I made my bed | |
| So now it' s in these flames that I, lay my head | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make |
| zuò qǔ : Dean, Simmons | |
| Uhh.. this is life this is life | |
| This is what I know this what I know | |
| So to me so to me this is life this is life | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| I' m up at like 6 AM, to check this nigga | |
| He work the nightshift, and I gots to check them figures | |
| Knock on his door, peoples talkin bout, " He ain' t there," | |
| but the house is packed, shit I know he here somewhere | |
| See money get high, I don' t knock what a nigga do to get by | |
| Just make sure you gettin by don' t with you gettin mine | |
| Ain' t the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then | |
| Hate to think of what he' s did and if I catch him slippin | |
| won' t be an asswhippin, I can tell you that | |
| I keep it real with this cat, he go and sell two packs | |
| and run off damn tell me, he was locked down, up North | |
| and you out a week later? That' s bullshit! | |
| I bust off, I need this dough | |
| you think I' m here for my health? | |
| I need this wealth, because I feed myself | |
| You play with my life, when you play with my money | |
| Playin around but this' ll be the last time you think somethin' s funny | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| Yo, I' ve been casin the liquor store, for a month now | |
| with me and two other niggaz, is about to run up in there and shut it down | |
| I got four people on the inside, one stay in the back | |
| Two stock boys, one at the register but he count the stacks | |
| Aight bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask | |
| for the dough they know that we takin all three bags | |
| Now see that? You gotta hear em shoot that nigga | |
| Matter of fact, you hit the back, I' ll put two in that nigga | |
| Hardhead mother ers always get it | |
| I told him what would happen if he moved the nigga moved so I did it | |
| Did you get it? I asked my man as he was comin from the back | |
| Nigga opened his mouth said nothin and fell out flat | |
| This cat come out spittin, hittin my mans, his mans | |
| Couldn' t control what was in his hands | |
| I' m hit, damn! I bust back, and got the up out of there | |
| Didn' t get a dime, but at least I got up out of there | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| Aiyyo I see it, try to avoid it, but it comes | |
| That' s how it' s goin in the slums over crumbs | |
| Somethin little becomes somethin major | |
| Niggaz gettin blown up like a pager | |
| Ear to ear with the razor, pour out my soul | |
| Took control of hurt, why must Earl Simmons, swim in dirt? | |
| I' m gon' make it work, twentyeight and tryin to get, baptized | |
| Priest cannot touch me cause he said I gave him bad vibes | |
| Ryde, when I Die, straight down, but I' m plottin | |
| We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten? | |
| I' ma leave a mark, and it won' t be the mark of the devil | |
| Throw dirt and may your hands burn when you touch the shovel | |
| The level of animosity is stoppin me from thrivin | |
| what them niggaz is talkin about, I' m survivin | |
| Alive and goin through it, but I made my bed | |
| So now it' s in these flames that I, lay my head | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make | |
| One more road to cross | |
| One more risk to take | |
| Gotta live my life | |
| like there' s one more move to make |
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