Tekster:
Good Life The The Beaten Path

Yesterday came and went and I wasn't present The weeks were laid out like pavement Work and drink and sleep, repeat Upon the beaten path I kept on my

Yesterday came and went and I wasn't present The weeks were laid out like pavement Work and drink and sleep, repeat Upon the beaten path I kept on my

Yesterday came and went and I wasn't present The weeks were laid out like pavement Work and drink and sleep, repeat Upon the beaten path I kept on my

stretched out before me The road that led me out of his life I can still feel the tears he cried on my shoulder The day that I told him good-bye

gotta carry this And beats, rhymes and life is where the marriage is Had Dreams of Fuckin R&B broads, it came true Journalist I wreck, shared the same view Picked up a fallen angel on the path

Psych I'm spiking you like a football Been this way since I've stood a foot tall Your'e a good catch with a shitty spouse Pretty mouth and a good jaw Gimme good

you (My pain, my strife) Oh baby, oh baby I will never leave you girl (Good days, bad nights) You know I love you (Lovely fistfights) Oh baby, oh baby You're my path

Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men Who knows what evil lurks within them But let's take a travel down the blindside And see what we find on this path

agent One side of the story Shit cooked up from Gravediggaz laboratory Transformin' brains with remains of a slug With the Undertaker makin' beats that's bugged Path