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Four Year Strong Find My Way Back

that I'm alive Crawling my way back to the place I know that's meant for me to find my way back Find my way back home Find my way back home Cause I've

you that I'm alive Crawling my way back to the place I know that's meant for me to find my way back Find my way back home Find my way back home Cause

like my momma did So when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate The game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate And now my son is four years

year I pimp my pen, and I get my point clear Why niggas wanna talk down, I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side,

so hard not to hate, but you grow up in a way [Jay-Z] I think you misunderstood me the first time.. Listen - that was my hurt in my heart talkin, along

ground up now homie Believe that daddy. It ain't no lookin back from here. We too strong [chorus] And thats the only way we get down (We get down) Cause thats the only way

bing Monitorin' my calls, grippin' at my dogs shit I never really understood the cost My friends were your friends, your friends were my friends Your dough was my dough, my dough is my

ya Guess what, this is a stick up Give me back my shit before I start pickin' bricks up Garbage MC's better run for it Don't come this way 'cos you can

responsibilities I'm building with my family, my loved ones depend on me I've got no time for envy nor for hate My inner power's too strong to let such