[Intro: Lev G]

I'm so tired of this

Conformist mentality

It's creating fatalities

[Verse 1: Lev G]

I know what it feels like waking up broke, failing to cope

So you pray and you hope

But life's not the way they're tryna portray it in a soap

So it's from the dirty South I quote

It's pretty gritty in the city where people pity

The poor even though they haven't got a penny in the piggy

No money to put away for a rainy day, no kitty

People say hell's hot, but it's not

Cuh I lived there and I'm seeing first hand it's pretty nippy

It's cold out here and some streets is only for the bold out here

They're like "What! It's my road out here"

Get rich or die tryin' is the code out here

But I'm saying if life imitates art then it's clear

What the kids are being shown out here

Is no one known idea

Monkey see, monkey do as they say

And kids do what they see is still true to this day

That's why

[Hook]

At night the ghouls and the ghosts are out

And they fight with a two and they boast about

Breaking all the rules all they joke about

Louder pack, screaming out

This is my road

This is my road

This is my road

[Verse 2: Tabanacle]

See we just rapping what we feel

Every verse is our own lyric

We do it for the love, we don't care if there's no figures, no gimmics

We just tryna be our own winners

But it seems like they don't wanna see us grow bigger

My soul shivers at the sight of these gold diggers

So now we staring in the eyes of these the cold killers

Only hope in us, this is our own mission

We just tryna keep it real, but they don't listen

So sick of what we seeing and I see more

Banging on the scene's door tryna make the scene yours

Trapped up in the visions of my past and any deep thoughts

Years of walking hard to be seen more

How we see so much pain and stress

What you know about struggle, you ain't take my steps

Walk a day in my shoes, you couldn't take the rest

So till the angels come down, and they take my breath, and it's ends

[Hook]

At night the ghouls and the ghosts are out

And they fight with a two and they boast about

Breaking all the rules all they joke about

Louder pack, screaming out

This is my road

This is my road

This is my road

[Verse 3: John Wayne]

I come from the road, I come from the streets (listen)

People who are hungry that chasing the pees (money)

People who are hungry that chasing the dream

Believe in your self first step to achieve and that's deep brudda

Some people coming from deep down up in the gutter

There's no love in the world, every one they want to beef each other

This is a message to the yutes you need to fix suthka

You walking with a stick stucker end up in police car

I kna about the struggle kna about the ruff

Going through some stress' sometimes I think it gets too much

So I spark up my ganja's up and smoke only blunts and blunts

But I'm still here doing me 'till the angels come

Done a a lot of bad, I'm tryna change it up

Money on my mind as survival cuz

So I hope you listen up good and wisen up (Okay)

There's too many people dying bruv

[Hook]

At night the ghouls and the ghosts are out

And they fight with a two and they boast about

Breaking all the rules all they joke about

Louder pack, screaming out

This is my road

This is my road

This is my road