As I peer down the path I gasp, at the straight line Seeming so easy to get to the other side but I was blind to all the twists and turns pitfalls, boobie traps, curves I feel unloved like a bad perm, stomach squarms I'm lost, but not hopeless me, drop to my knees praying to the Supreme to save me he sent a miracle to me in the form of a Detroit Trinity They're telling me the cross roads are tainted Watch where you're going and where your from If you must take refuge in the villiag of slum Where the pillars of Baatin, T3, and Elzhi become one Gardian of the gates that hold back the tribes of hate Mongering conformists for individualities sake
(c)2002 TonyWHOA!/5theye music/jammalott records
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