Long Road Proof
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[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'?
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'?
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