Long Way To Go

[Chorus: Mr. Probz] My feet are tired And the pain shows There's such a long way to go now Such a long way to go Gotta be strong By myself now Such a long road My souls so cold Weaken all my bones But I gotta work hard Just to reach my goal Such a long way to go So many miles left But I'm here now [Joe Budden] Please lord something gotta give They say for every negative There's a positive But I ain't positive For every buck deposited We still in the hood Livin' like hostages And never mind colleges School of HardKnocks scholarship Dealing with politics I would just self success In the store If I could bottle it But, I ain't a millionaire Won't see me in Forbes son Life is like a beach chair When you can afford one Ruger loaded Just in case the war come Might as well Everything is coming to the forefront Need a clear head just to think And fuck a drink and my two-step Nigga, I'm two-steps from a drink So pressure either bust pipes Or it make diamonds No matter how high up the mountain I stay climbing Freedom I keep chancin' So if I fall like Beyonce I just get back up and keep dancing [Chorus] [Joe Budden] (Yo Mouse, Talk to 'em) Never been a goal that I couldn't reach Never been a lesson I couldn't teach I done been through the world and back Fuck school I got all the facts All I do is stand tall When they got my back against the wall When it's game time All we do is ball My niggas'll be here in one call (one call) One call (one call) When shit gets heavy All I do is pick up the phone Ain't gotta go through nothing alone When shit gets heavy All I do is pick up the phone Ain't gotta walk through this world alone If I'm on my own [Mr. Probz] Keep on standing on my own 2 feet Everytime that I cry When I sweat When I bleed See nothing can stop me No nothing except me [Chorus] [Joe Budden] I'm chasin' after pies With bags under my eyes You looking at my representative mask It's a disguise And I don't do things Like I used to The past is the past I'm presently thinkin' Bout the future Certain niggas bettin' I fall I'm speed jogging Through the quicksand I'm juggling 3 medicine balls See I'm coming up Used to share a room With 2 cellmates Now I tower over the devil But this ain't Hell Date Long way to go I see my feet getting blisters I dare em Talk to me like Mike Richards Or play Don Imus And think it's cool To disrespect our sisters I guess we got a while 'Fore they actually get the picture I think about Virginia Tech Think about Katrina Niggas that caught Sean Bell Slippin' with the nina A day before the wedding Safety off the weapon Though all these things Play in my head I keep steppin' [Chorus]