| Trapped, no shield, no sword
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| The unbeaten path got my soul so sore
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| Allured by the lust, something money can’t cure
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| The Devil want me as is, but God he want more
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| Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here we go
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| Like a nigga woke up late in The Truman Show
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| Living life without a care, mean pokerface
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| But I’m forced to play solitaire 'til I get up out of here
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| Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head
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| Work alone, sleep alone, eat alone, daily bread
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| Counting 'til my fingers red, how you gon' judge a man?
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| Walking in the shoes of a man with a broken leg
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| Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg
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| Last place in the race I ain’t never led
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| Like I ain’t never bled, time to get up out of bed
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| Serving in the army of one, it’s on again
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone
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| I’m in a chess match, I’m in a death trap
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| I’m tryna find out where the eggs in the nest at
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| I’m one blood when the sky turns jet black
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| No love in the world can correct that
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| I’m in a slow lane, I’m on my Cobain
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| I’m in the new spot tryna run a old game
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| I got a new chick, put out my old flame
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| No peace, no sleep, no love for a young beast
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| You can put me in a cage
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| You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed
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| There ain’t no hell like the hell I raise
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| I’d die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe
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| I’m a snake in the garden of bones
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| I’m a loner in a world of clones
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| I’m the piece that don’t belong, see I roam
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| Where the Reaper roam 'till they put my name on a stone
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone
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| The longest walk I’ll probably ever be on
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| The road to perdition, guess I’m finna get my plea on
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| I pray these wings strong enough to carry me on
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| I promise every second felt as if it took an eon
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| Walking like the lost boys of Sierra Leone
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| The trail of tears what they got me like a Cherokee on
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| Between the ears something I require therapy on
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| For working to the bone like my name Robert Guillaume
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| I go above and beyond, the duty called, truly y’all
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| Even though they kind of blew me off like a booty call
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| Ask me if I’m just another mouli or a movie star
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| Forced to face the music like a graduate of Juilliard
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| Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on
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| Make my mark alone, shed light upon the dark alone
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| Get my sparkle on, it’s a mission I’m embarking on
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| A kamikaze in the danger zone far from home
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone
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| Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk all alone
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| I always been on my own
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| Ever since the day I was born
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| So I don’t mind walking alone |