Trouble Road

They say time is a measurement of motion
Whose presence is more precious than treasures in the ocean
I'm coasting through the game, a life back to the wall
I'm wide open, but my teammates won't pass me the ball
I'm a mixture of bad and good, rain and sunshine
Feeling happiness and sadness at the same time
I'm training...in a world where evil is raining
The main thing I complain about is people complaining
Spirit predators all around me, slithering above 
Snakes no longer in the grass, they living in the house
I'm mobbing this treacherous city that bleeds weapons
'Cause your problems go from 0 to 60 in three seconds
Cowards laying and wheeze, and invisibly judge me
My name must be commonly, 'cause misery loves me
Oh, Allah, shine down on me, 'cause you so bright
Please help me make it through these hours where there's no light

I'm cautious and scared as I walk down trouble road
Masking my pain, trying not to get my cover blown
Fighting to get it right and stay out of the other mode
Eyes on the big prize, try'na hit the mother load

I'm cautious and scared as I walk down trouble road
Masking my pain, trying not to get my cover blown
Fighting to get it right and stay out of the other mode
Eyes on the big prize, try'na hit the mother load

I'm tempted to win it with men, got pimped and and rid it
The first minute that soul selling was implemented
I'm in need of a hand full of righteous seeds
So I can plant 'em and eliminate my trifling deeds
Young girls getting lazy, they game and flip
How the hell you shamed to work, but not ashamed to strip?
Lil' hustlers on the corner only knowing one way
Acting like the dope game got a 41K
Boys coming outta prison with corrupted minds
Fool bragging, talkin' 'bout "Yeah, I just did 9"
Man, stop being stupid and increase your grind
Quick glorifying given and beast your time
Ain't no rehabilitation in this treacherous game
Release a man in the same hell and expect him to change?
Even pastors and hustlers is rocking the same
So instead of going to Church, boys watching the game

I'm cautious and scared as I walk down trouble road
Masking my pain, trying not to get my cover blown
Fighting to get it right and stay out of the other mode
Eyes on the big prize, try'na hit the mother load

I'm cautious and scared as I walk down trouble road
Masking my pain, trying not to get my cover blown
Fighting to get it right and stay out of the other mode
Eyes on the big prize, try'na hit the mother load

The same people think they know it all need rescue
Who are you to try and tell God how to bless you?
It don't matter how you are, they gon' violate
House full of food while you out boiling my plate
Trust ain't a word you should mention again
They'll get you while you still friends, preemptive revenge
You can read, but knowledge is only information
Wisdom is translating the knowledge to application
Some say I follow no man, religions or hawks
Imposing on the foolish what their visions provokes
They persecute God's people, crack ignorant jokes
Contributing to the killing of indigenous folks
No calm in the forecast, this world is a bomb lit
Make sure you are in the safe place when the storm hits
No need to feel like hopes outta range
A lot of people want to, but don't know how to change
Make a 180, not a 360, because
360s are circles that put you right where you was
We at the fork in the road, it shows us the sun yellow
Staying in a brick storm with a glass umbrella...
A glass umbrella...
...With a glass umbrella


Don't walk down trouble road, don't walk down trouble road...