Long Road (Clean)

By Promatic

On Promatic (Clean)

Released on August 27, 2002

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[Intro: Dogmatic]

Yo, what kinda life is this?

It's a Long Road


[Verse 1: Dogmatic]

I woke up with disgust, ready to die

I woke up with distrust, I woke up high

I broke up a building, brick by brick

If I woke up with bumps all over kcid

Would it mean tihs? I'll still be hitting these licks

Like when Daddy hcnup my Momma just to get his kicks

Since the age of six all I was taught was street tihs

How to sack, flip, eat chicken and smack hctib

Wear hand-me-down clothes and dreams of being rich

I never had tihs, the son of a convict

Stupid son a hctib, he left me in the trench

That's why I beat my dog to death with a wrench

My Daddy didn't love me so I didn't love it

I crush the top of his tihslike in a mosh pit

Dеtroit got me dekcufup, oh well

No mattеr how you slice it homie it's all Hell


[Chorus 1 x2: Dogmatic]

We all on a long way to Hell

We all on a long way to Hell

She's on a long way, he's on a long way

We all on a long way to Hell


[Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp]

(IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!)


[Verse 2: Proof]

Understanding that my fam is black

How you gon' get praise when you raised like a can of rats?

Every night in my living room, Mike Tyson fight

That's why the realest aggin in my life is white

Surrounded by a hundred teens with their hundred dreams

Friends lose their [?] slowly becoming fiends

Family family ties to mobs before my eyes

Watch cancer eat my grandpa alive

Moms only talk when she drunk, we don't talk now

My siblings live in prison, always locked down

Mad at my stepdad in a rounds of [?]

For using my notepad to snort lines of ekoc

Abandoned and ran with persistent crooks

Every time I hear gunshots I'm missing Snook

Missing Bugz, missing Biggie, missing 'Pac

I'm blowing up my brains after kissing Glocks


[Chorus 1 x2: Dogmatic]

We all on a long way to Hell

We all on a long way to Hell

She's on a long way, he's on a long way

We all on a long way to Hell


[Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp]

(IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!)

[Refrain: Proof & Dogmatic]

This that Promatic rock shit right here

And right now we want everybody to move and ecnuob with us

Naw P we want these srekcufrehtom to bounce more

Everybody WILD THE KCUF OUT!


[Post Chorus x4: Madd Kapp]

TAKE ME HOME!


[Verse 3: Proof]

Everybody always dissing, always gnihctib

Little kids always ditching out the hallways skipping

Dipping out to arcades, Walkman blasting

D12 in they headphones, talking, trashing

Kids getting killed for they Echo Jackets

Who got the answers to the questions I'm asking?

I found the solution to X and Weed

Love when I'm rolling at excessive speed

Is it me or him? You or them?

Is it God fault for this [Jakey?] life I'm in?

Vicodin, tihs, to calm my nerves

Promatic is realness, bomb our words


[Verse 4: Dogmatic]

So what you heard? Jerry Springer and hard copy?

Weed's taking over the street, it's a monopoly

Twelve here rolled hits, smoking joints with his mommy

Cigarette and Nikes explode [?] party

It's all truth, don't think the Devil ignores you

My momma had a breakdown too, we can't sue

Live is yttihs but I'm use to living gritty

It's a gnikcuf pity, how much time can the judge give me?

I'm drinking Remy, having sex with my Jimmy

Write rhymes with my blood until the worlds feels me

'Till the worlds feels me yo, feels me yo

'Till the worlds feels me pro


[Chorus 1 x2: Dogmatic]

We all on a long way to Hell

We all on a long way to Hell

She's on a long way, he's on a long way

We all on a long way to Hell


[Chorus 2 x4: Madd Kapp]

(IT'S A LONG WAY TO HELL!)