Long & Winding Road

[Hook] Long and winding road [Verse 1: First Division] Ayo, The road is so long plus winding, something like the letter S Several lefts and rights, it’s ugly like a sweater vest I'm on a quest for number one that'€™s why I never rest No second best, I'm coming up as high as Everest I write to get respect while others write to get a check, son My mic€'s my weapon in this culture I'mma wet til death do us part Through this art I found a way to express The rage and excess, the weights on my chest From all the frustration, the stress The blood, sweat, and tears accumulated over my twenty-plus spent years On the grind working hard to find my way to success Of the mind word is born, no time for laying depressed But every day that I awake and I'm blessed I shall improve While I say that I'€™m the greatest and best to hold the tool By the way special guest he bless us be from Marco It's the Large Professor, Extra P, the Large Pro [Verse 2: Large Professor] It's the long, winding road, cause what we been told Keep your dreams on your goal while rustling dough Look back, sync the new pad and the bookbag Fully stacked, in fact make a hoodie your hat Make whips your kicks What you wearing? Bottom line: Beanie'€™s jacked They busting, tell '€˜em ease back And jump off mine, I got a player more fine Got back on track now the greatest of all time is here Sorry I had to disappear But you know how it goes when you walking that long, winding road People you walk with might quit Ain€'t too many dudes really built for the night shift When things get dark Got to roll up your sleeves, not fall off the swings in the park Like a kid again. Problem: I get it in Until the team come home with a win As I begin the next chapter Narrowing down, the X-Factor My ode dedicated to the long, winding road [Samples] The road I'm on is kind of narrow Eyes on the road, caution on curves Careful! [Hook] [Verse 3: First Division] We lock it down with persistence, yo, y'all won't be fading our style The kinda shit you never heard that ain'€™t been made in a while Always going the extra distance can't be [?] Probably be some millionaires if we was paid by the mile But in actual capacity pound sacks with veracity When life throws you curves you bounce back with tenacity Just like the arch is getting stepped on sucker We mash the pedal, pound the pavement like we kept on trucking On this highway to courage many have fell To [?] turn our depths of misery, a personal hell Seen some plenty come and go, thoughts of best the fear of foolery Walking the same stretch since the yesteryears of puberty Never meant to get guts spilled cattle [?] Forgot the soul through this uphill battle for toe To all these bitches way too bold for their britches Break the strong, buy the gold, we bust a load on your stitches [Verse 4: Large Professor] When G Rap had pointed me to the road to the riches That shit just made me want to go on adventure For that hidden treasure, only concern was on getting better Thought it was simple like knitting a sweater But if you long winding, all the more you go on finding Out the key to a straight path a strong mind and spirit Grab hold of your heart and gear it Towards good, baseballs and Boys in the Hood Rap world was in High School high Golf lessons bestowed on the guy from that God in the sky Now I rock with Marco down the block from the sty Years later still on and looking for the next wind in the road And it's a good thing I'€™m in the mood Got a make life longer and plus bring in a load Of that crisp green currency, never in a hurry see I know this game is a long winding road