| Walkin' with my back to the Sun, keep my head to the sky |
| Me against the world, it’s me, myself and I, like De La |
| Got in touch with my soul |
| Treadin' softly on the path down the rockiest road |
| Life isn’t ice cream without monopoly dough |
| The property grows in value, and rightfully so, I gotta have it |
| I see the way the people get treated, it’s problematic |
| They ready to set us up for failure, it’s systematic |
| But when I felt it, my eyes melted |
| The selfish are constantly profitin' off the helpless |
| I never do my team green, make the team green like the Celtics |
| The ones that ain’t makin' it overzealous, they show and tell us |
| Throughout history, earnin' cheddar |
| They form and break out nickel-plated chrome Berettas |
| The same old story in a whole different era |
| I’m watchin' massacres turn to runnin' mascara |
| But any who, for the pain, see what this Henny do |
| So we can see what lies beneath as we pour up a swig of truth |
| The Sun sets as I sip a few, the sky turns a different hue |
| Further from the color blue |
| The night time has arrived, I recline for the evening |
| I’m hawkin' down the next goal, the names ain’t Steven |
| I started in a nightmare so pinch me, I’m dreamin' |
| I’m killin' off my demons 'cause my soul’s worth redeemin' |
| Ah, ah (Yeah, yeah) |
| Ah, ah, ah (As I toke my cigarettes, which I don’t even smoke) |
| La, la (Walkin' on this dirty-ass road) |
| Ah, ah, ah (Yeah) |
| Clear a path as I keep on walkin', ain’t no stoppin' |
| In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home |
| They get blickies poppin', ain’t no option for my partners |
| So they resort to scams and robbin' |
| Take away stress, we ganja coppin' |
| Blow it all out, it’s all forgotten |
| Keep on walkin', ain’t no stoppin' |
| In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home |
| They get blickies poppin', ain’t no option for my partners |
| So they resort to scams and robbin' |
| Take away stress, we ganja coppin' |
| Blow it all out, it’s all forgotten |
| Walkin' with my back against the sun |
| I been runnin' all my life, that’s way before my life begun |
| Since my birth and seconds on Earth, I been the first one to confront |
| All of these cycles that get recycled, makin' it stifle while I stunt |
| Roll me a blunt so I forget it |
| But it make the details look so vivid |
| Went through a lot of shit in the last year (Uh-huh) |
| Then I said, «Fuck it, I’ma handle my business» (Yeah, yeah) |
| I been 180 to talk to one lady, she been regulatin' on how I feel (Feel) |
| Describe it as raw and real (Real) |
| I’m dealin' with all the ills, I’m tearin' up like I’m on Dr. Phil (Cry) |
| Ain’t no use, you gotta walk (Walk) |
| Ain’t no use, you gotta walk (Walk) |
| Who the fuck said, «Stop the track,» bruh? Let a real nigga talk (Yeah) |
| I walk from the bitches, I walk from the friendship |
| I walk from some digits, 'cause lately, my nigga, I’m feelin' indifferent (Uh) |
| I wish y’all the best, and believe that, I meant it (Huh?) |
| Sentence, run-on sentence (Sentence) |
| Pray to God for repentance (For repentance) |
| Beat the odds at all cost, so I won’t share it with my infant (My infant) |
| Way before he start crawlin' (Crawlin') |
| Wash my sins, keep ballin' (Ballin') |
| I just gotta stay focused (Focused) |
| I just gotta keep walkin' |
| Keep on walkin', ain’t no stoppin' |
| In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home |
| They get blickies poppin', ain’t no option for my partners |
| So they resort to scams and robbin' |
| Take away stress, we ganja coppin' |
| Blow it all out, it’s all forgotten |
| Keep on walkin', ain’t no stoppin' |
| In this dirty, filthy, rotten, nasty little world we call a home |
| They get blickies poppin', ain’t no option for my partners |
| So they resort to scams and robbin' |
| Take away stress, we ganja coppin' |
| Blow it all out, it’s all forgotten |
| This is Zel Kurosawa film (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| Directed, written and starred by (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| The one and only (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| Zeltron (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| Bullshit fly my way, I keep walkin' (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| Bullshit fly my way, I keep walkin' (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| Know what I mean? (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| It’s a new milenium (Walk, walk, walk, walk) |
| I have no eyes, they melt my eyes |
| They melt my eyes |