Living every day in the hole I can’t take anymorePunch in punch out But I can’t cash that check until the quota’s metSo I’m living in the shadow of a mount of debtHow can I live how can I sleepWhen I can’t get a dollar so my family can eat?I hate the game but we gotta surviveSo I’m doing all I can just to keep us aliveThey’ll take a life for a life it doesn’t matterIf you give them the chance and they take itThen they’ll give you the knifeOr maybe burn you from the inside outTerminated by a so-called justifiable rightAnd while they’re sitting on their asses all dayWe work our hands to the bone—for what?Even though we know nothing’s ever gonna fucking changeHow can I live how can I sleepWhen I can’t get a dollar so my family can eat?I hate the game but we gotta surviveSo I’m doing all I can just to keep us aliveBut I don’t want to be another face in the massesStill a dog without a bone at the feet of his masterStill picking up the scraps under the tableBut it’s just not enough no it’s just not enough‘Cause I’m hungry I need some sustenanceBut I won’t swallow all those liesI’d rather choke on my prideOr else we’ll keep slaving awayAnd soon we’ll all be dead if we don’t take down the paceOthers choose ignorance rooted in apathyThey’ve taken the baitIt’s so cold when no one wants to walk this path with meBut it’s not too late… Is it too late?Can anybody set me free?Just set me freeFuck all these tyrantsCut my vocal cords but I’ll never be silencedI’m a soft speaker capable of devastating violenceSo fuck the book I’ve got a story to tellI’m done shoveling the coals they use to fuel this hellYeah you broke my bank well I could break your necksBut you just laughYou think I’m not that coldA revolution made of one manNo pitchfork no gun—he’s got a pen in his hand

I’ve walked so close to deathBut I never stop to check and see if I’m still breathingI’ve got so much life leftMy fortune is the fact that my heart’s still beatingA few years ago driving from the studio back homeWith heavy eyes and no attention to the passing signsThe possibility of dying alone seemed a little bit too trivial to occupy my mindI almost lost controlI’m not invincibleNear death experiences make me realizeThat I got more to live forAnd I don’t want to let goI’ve walked so close to deathBut I never stop to check and see if I’m still breathingI’ve got so much life leftMy fortune is the fact that my heart’s still beatingWell I can’t say that my beliefs were always consistentLiving every minute on the edge of existenceI don’t know if I believe in fateBut I’m grateful for another honest chance to listenTo the positive message that I often neglectedI’ll scream it out until my lungs are arrestedI realize that I have more to live forAnd I don’t want to let goI’ve walked so close to deathBut I never stop to check and see if I’m still breathingI’ve got so much life leftMy fortune is the fact that my heart’s still beatingI’ve walked so close to deathBut I never stop to check and see if I’m still breathingI’ve got so much life leftMy fortune is the fact that my heart’s still beatingI’m still breathingI finally feel alive(I’m still breathing)I’ll take advantage of my time hereI finally feel aliveI’m still breathingI finally feel alive(I’m still breathing)I’ve got everything I’ll ever needI finally feel alive

When you look at me I don’t feel the love I needConceiving deceiving thoughts you think that I can’t seeThe lack of interest so don’t disagreeYou’re the perfect illustration of what love can’t beAnd this is what you get when you want to change directionBut start slipping down the alleys on a two-way streetI saw the tire marks drifting from a mile awayBut I never deviated—always stayed my courseBecause I believed in every little word you saidI turned the headlights on max intensityBut they both burned outWhen you slipped down the alleywayAnd I never took the time to readThe words written on the wall you put in front of meThen I got wise to the alibis hiding up your sleeveAnd as the tire marks drifted more erraticallyI disregarded all those things that you said to meAnd when the smoke cleared I was left in disarrayI saw you for what you wereWhen you slipped down that alleywaySo look me in the eyes and lie through your teethIt’s all the same; it makes no difference what you say right nowBecause I finally realized howFor so long the truth had eluded meThen I caught you slipping down the alleys on a two-way streetDo what you willYou can’t take what you’ve done backWhen you told me that you would never leaveThose words masked your infidelityAnd you had it your wayYou took what you wantedI don’t need what you’ve got backNow that I’ve seen your true faceSo just have it your wayI always knew that it would end this wayIt’s not a two-way streetIt never was a two-way street

Hood up ski mask over my faceA backpack full of spray paintTime to light up the placeAbout to claim another unmarked territoryNo one in sight no one to fight to attain the gloryEvery time I try to describe the feelingI picture Michelangelo looking at a blank ceilingAnd this bridge is my Sistine ChapelA place to break free from society’s grappleClean slate fresh start blank canvasChanged heart new lover to dance withBridge to bridge story to storyBut I never regret or forget what each did for meR.O.I. so rewarding But the businessman doesn’t see it worth extortingTo money is where they try to lead meBut I measure success in terms of downtown graffitiThey don’t treat me as PicassoYou’ll find that we’re one in the same once you connect the dots thoughJust because I don’t paint the same styleDoesn’t mean I have to change my shoes to walk another mileAfter all they still fit me pretty wellWhen I fall they still lift me up to give my city hellBuilt to last still filled with classMeant for the concrete jungle and broken glassThey still think that they’re killing meStill feel the need to breed more hostilityI live for thisAerosol fuels the fire Your rain cannot contain my electricity in the wireSo please be my guest to deceive meA plate full of hate and I’m still saying “feed me”A vandal—that’s how they all perceive meBut check out the beauty of my downtown graffitiIt’s not just art it’s architectureYou’re standing on the bridge that I designed for the art lectureIt’s versatility; test my capabilitiesYour glass bubble doesn’t show the endless possibilitiesYou’re on the sidelines following the guidelinesYour philosophy on life does not allow you to define mineStill think it’s all folkloreWell step in to understand what the metaphor stands forTake some time see yourself as the artistYou might see what it’s like to be a part of thisSo come and meet meI’ll be feeding the needyJust look around downtown for my graffiti

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Lyricist- Gregory B. Johnson Larry Blackmon

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