Lyrics Lonely Road - Hendersin
The
hollow
sound
is
ringing
where
your
heart
used
to
be
Have
you
found
that
your
admiration
will
never
set
you
free?
Get
your
life
prepared,
you're
next
in
line
for
judgement
day,
now
Are
you
praying?
Are
you
begin?
That
you're
anyone
else?
Guess
who
it
is?
It's
the
best
in
the
biz
Amber
be
alert
'cuz
they
checking
for
the
kids
Hendersin
yeah
I'm
back,
just
doing
what
I
do
I'm
bored
with
your
games;
I
suggest
you
get
a
clue
Yeah,
it's
like
they
never
knew,
I
could
spit
it
so
precise
Bet
that
I'm
all
up
in
their
head
like
lice
I'll
never
take
it
back,
I
ain't
taking
your
advice
Then
they
know
what
I
mean,
motherfucker
cuz
I'm
nice
enough
Yeah,
well
I
got
what
you
need
And
it
might
sound
conceited
But
I
will
not
concede
I
ain't
fuckin
with
Ruxin
and
I'm
way
out
of
your
league
I
ain't
messing
with
you
scrubs,
yeah,
that's
word
to
Dr.
Reid
So
close,
motherfucker
I
can
taste
it
Ya'll
don't
see
the
vision
You
should
get
some
lactic
Feeling
so
good,
you
can
say
I'm
on
that
mace
shit
It
came
from
the
heart,
so
that's
why
I
had
to
pace
it
Good
to
have
your
name
(your
name)
Scattered
on
the
lips
of
the
young
And
now
you
claim
(you
claim)
That
it's
you
on
the
tips
of
their
tongue
And
if
you're
proud
of
what
you
had
to
kill
To
get
your
thrill,
well
I
bet
it
stinks
to
give
up
everything
And
realize
that
they
don't
want
you!
It's
a
lonely
road
where
the
Forgotten
go,
where
your,
misery
finds
its
company
(woah)
It's
a
long
way
down
to
the,
sacred
ground
Where
the,
people
beg
for
peace!
I
don't
play,
something
like
a
mascot
And
I'm
focussed,
treat
me
like
an
ascot
Coming'
for
your
neck,
yeah
Coming
for
respect
I
ain't
fuckin
with
your
crew
You
got
jokers
like
a
deck
What
the
fuck
do
you
expect?
For
me
to
just
resign
While
you
decline
Going
circles
like
a
re-run
I
sat
back,
motherfucker
call
that
recline
Pay
the
cost
to
be
the
boss
There's
no
such
thing
as
free
time
Yeah,
if
you
think
then
take
a
seat
But
instead
ill
make
a
beat
That's
the
way
I'm
making
heat
And
I
hit
the
ground
running;
you'd
probably
break
your
feet
And
I'm
coming
for
the
fame
Motherfucker
watch
me
skeet,
and
um
I
remember,
when
they
didn't
need
me
Now
they
wouldn't
dare
try
to
lead
me
And
you
know
they
kid
is
spitting
ruthless
like
Compton
in
the
80's
Right
now,
rap
gang,
boy
this
shit
is
so
easy
Good
to
have
your
name
(your
name)
Scattered
on
the
lips
of
the
young
And
now
you
claim
(you
claim)
That
it's
you
on
the
tips
of
their
tongue
And
if
you're
proud
of
what
you
had
to
kill
To
get
your
thrill,
well
I
bet
it
stinks
to
give
up
everything
And
realize
that
they
don't
want
you!
It's
a
lonely
road
where
the
Forgotten
go,
where
your,
misery
finds
its
company
(woah)
It's
a
long
way
down
to
the,
sacred
ground
Where
the,
people
beg
for
peace!
Lonely
road
where
the
Forgotten
go,
where
your,
misery
finds
its
company
(woah)
It's
a
long
way
down
to
the,
sacred
ground
Where
the,
people
beg
for
peace!
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