D12 — Long Road

[Verse 1: Proof] So many judge our trials of life Got a thousand knives Watch my housin' lights Says my pal is wack One of the best that done it The jealous tell us rubbish Tryna' test our stomachs like "Where would you be if you never met Slim He never met Kim Would you still be in the ghetto with him?" Fuck Detroit, I procreated the truth Any beef we ever had in our past Was orchestrated by Proof To me was undeniable talent You dyin' to challenge, my nigga Shit, I am the balance From the Mo to the Boondocks I still rob a balloon spot Fuckas fuck with the Goon Squad I'm too hard for Pac-Wan, I don't belong Get your block torn by city grifts with Glocks drawn Not wrong in this shit Make the rights decision How you gonna judge the motherfuckin' life I'm livin'? [Hook x2] It's a long road Lemme tell you something How you gonna pass judgment when I came from nothin'? It's a long road Took what he had and he got 'im some ice Yo it's hard lookin' up from the bottom of life [Verse 2] Ain't mad that Eminem got more loot got more fame Cause in reality he only got more pains From the Jews and fools, lesbian views Them gays that booze the news Watching every way that he moves He's always in my eyesight Even though we don't kick it as much Back his life with my life On my life, my wife and my kids None of your biz Don't make me blow this fo-fo Through one of your ribs It's the son of a bitch that love Rap with dance, they got the Killers that clap skip, they clap they hands From the Sconies to BK's, FA's and PKs I bring terror to state 103 days I run the freeways With burners ass blocks The ride on the bug-ass niggas to blast pop The fast talk get your ass whooped gonna add your When you last walked they touch the asphalt I'm a "Bad Boy" without a contract from Puffy Want war? Don't make me contact this thuggy Fuck a judge giving me stripes Now tell me what you know about me living my life [Hook x2] [Verse 3] My heart moved when them buildings dropped So many chills I got from them pills I pop My childers not to be left like me Proof the truth to the motherfuckin' death I'll be The next Ali in the fight of life Finalize my plight with Christ Analyze all these gods that ain't actin' right Strike a mic in the name of rap or lose I slang the crack, I choose to gain the plaques Got crews, dame and dash Tho views the same and fast Fuck rules the game is trash All I wanted was a chain and Benzi Not for the cash I'm 100 like Lindsay 10-Speed of raw, I breathe and crawl Like a Panther for the answer how to feed my dawgs No my niggas, my brakes is died Lived a lifetime denied so I'm taking mine! [Hook x 2]