Sean Strange - Walk The Line lyrics

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Sean Strange - Walk The Line lyrics

[Verse 1] I remember back in '98 when I was a teen Getting high, making paper like a copy machine You wanna know my favorite color then it gotta be green You trying to get up in my head like a lobotomy team You think I'm groggy and mean Looking at me like I'm probably a fiend I need to thank God that I'm clean Too many people never made it out And now they pay the piper Living a life full of sh** like a baby diaper The cane made me hyper, and a little evil Robbing neighborhood drug dealers, thinking sh** was legal Your whole team turn into different people My daughter would be turning 3 What a shame I didn't get to meet you Never believed I'd be alive today, my mistake The sky is grey, perfect time for me to fly away I'll never die until the mission complete Feel my career been punished for what I did in the street [Hook] Now take a walk with me… And I'ma give you the truth Lately feel like I should live in the booth Now take a walk with me… The world ain't nothing but pain Too many years that I been f**ing insane Now take a walk with me… And peep the way that I rhyme Every line I write, I'm taking my time Now take a walk with me… And get to know what I do Every time I flow, show and I prove Now take a walk with me… [Verse 2] And try to hear me out, when the album through Then you'll know what the f** I'm really bout And I'm dedicated to getting on I love my fans, you know I hope That you never forget me when I'm gone A long time I took, with every rhyme and beat Mind unique when I'm 'round the smoke, like a fire chief Life of a creep, hear the audio version Our music touch your heart, like a cardio surgeon Learn from the pain you've overcome Whether your old or young Or on the corner hitch hiking with a broken thumb Hold a gun in bed like Henry Hill, I know how empty feel Or doing dirt, the type of sh** that get you k**ed Kneel in confession, should have gone there more Instead of trying to flip them keys, like a hardware store Being poor kept me hungry, recording a rhyme Trying to make that Johnny Cash while I'm walking the line [Hook – repeat 2x]