paroles de chanson All the Way - OnCue

My feet are killing me, the world's at 'em
Been dropping these gems, pearls atom
I don't blame you
If you can't see the pattern
Small minds can't understand what's unimagined
People bow down, rather see a casket
But never that, we on the Eve of Adam
I'm a little lost, but aren't we all
Backwards ain't an option when your back's against the wall

Haters if I get there I probably won't call
I don't have your number, you probably piss me off
Let's numb the pain, mix liquor or mix pills
I can't sit still, knowing I ain't shit stillThings about to change, I don't know if you heard
Obsessed with the money we don't have it's absurd
Legend in the making, know you concur
Gotta write this down now, what's next is a blur
If you don't agree
You don't gotta read
A new chapter in my life, where dreams meet at the seam
A sheer reality, hard work equals a salary
Girls calling us up for people we about to be
Tell them that we're out of reach
Sick of pretending, should be any second
Wish I had directions
Where the fuck am I? now I'm second guessing
I swore I wouldn't stress it

There ain't too many ways to go about it
Walking down new year ave., and these streets ain't crowded
The shoes on my feet are the only thing that I'm proud of
Millions of miles, that they got me out of
And all this liquor barely takes the pain awayAin't no use still waiting cause the train is late
I'm walking all the way home, walking all the way home
Walking all the way

Used to steal my brothers cassettes
Now we on set, take away from jets
Tell them that we next
What did you expect
For real this time, the mothers is all vexed
Recently everybody seem to want a piece of me
I just want to make some shit that really speaking me
My girl keeps saying, "when you blow I know you leaving me"
I just need her to see I dream about it frequently
Keep telling my land lord I need a week
City lights are feeling more like laser beams
All my exes felt comfortable playing me
Now women backstage on every jawn A to Z (?)
My girl calling my phone,
And she blaming me for shit I didn't do
Patrons a ritual, calms my nerves
Give me that different view
Look in the mirror, but my eyes say "is it you?"
Can't see ahead, keep the lights I know
Can't walk around, these city streets with a blindfold
Stuck in the rough, mistaken for a rhinestone
Should I be ashamed or proud the way I grown?
No gimmick, can't bullshit pain
Ain't no way I'm finished, too much to gain'Bouta pull the trigger, don't know where to aim
Did we reach the city limits?
Cause these streets look the same

There ain't too many ways to go about it
Walking down new year ave., and these streets ain't crowded
The shoes on my feet are the only thing that I'm proud of
Millions of miles, that they got me out of
And all this liquor barely takes the pain away
Ain't no use still waiting cause the train is late
I'm walking all the way home, walking all the way home
Walking all the way