Ayy, let me kick it to you right quick, man

Not on some gangsta shit man, on some real shit

Anybody done been through the same thingI′m sure you feel the same way

Big Phil, this for you pimpin'

Oh (hey)

I′ve been travelin' on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin' to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

And, oh (hey)

I′ve been travelin′ on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin' to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, hey

Ever had one of them days you wish you would′ve stayed home?

Run into a group of niggas who gettin' they hate on

You walk by, they get wrong

You reply then shit get blown

Way outta proportion, way past discussion

Just you against them, pick one then rush ′em

Figure you get jumped, hell, that's nothin′ (so?)

They don't wanna stop there now they bustin'

Now you gushin′ ambulance rushin′

You to the hospital with a bad concussion

Plus you're hit four times, bullet hit your spine

Paralyzed waist down now your wheelchair bound

Never mind that now you lucky to be alive

Just think it all started you fussin′ with three guys

Now your pride in the way, but your pride is the way

You could fuck around, get shot, die any day

Niggas die everyday

All over bullshit, dope money, dice game, ordinary hood shit

Could this be 'cause of hip hop music?

Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?

Usually niggas don′t know what to do

When their back against the wall so they just start shootin'

For red or for blue or for blow I guess

From Bankhead or from your projects

No more stress, now I′m straight, now I get it, now I take

Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake

That part of me left yesterday

The heart of me is strong today

No regrets, I'm blessed to say

The old me dead and gone away

Oh (hey)

I′ve been travelin′ on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin' to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

And, oh (hey)

I′ve been travelin' on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin′ to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, hey

I ain't never been scared, I lived through tragic situations

Could′ve been dead lookin' back at it

Most of that shit didn't even have to happen

But you don′t think about it when you out there trappin′

In apartments hangin' smokin′ and rappin'

Niggas start shit, next thing you know we cappin′

Get locked up then didn't even get mad

Now think about, "Damn, what a life I had"

Most of that shit, look back, just laugh

Some shit still look back get sad

Maybe my homeboy still be around

Had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time

I won that fight, I lost that war

I can still see my nigga walkin′ out that door

Who would've thought I'd never see Philant no more?

Got enough dead homies I don′t want no more

Cost a nigga his jaw, cost me more

I done took that ass whippin′ now for sure

Now think before I risk my life

Take them chances to get my stripe

A nigga put his hands on me alright

Otherwise stand there talk shit all night

'Cause I hit you and you sue me

I shoot you, get locked up, who? Me

No more stress, now I′m straight, now I get it, now I take

Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake

That part of me left yesterday

The heart of me is strong today

No regrets I′m blessed to say

The old me dead and gone away

Oh (hey)

I've been travelin′ on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin' to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

And, oh (hey)

I've been travelin′ on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin′ to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone (ayy, ayy)

I turn my head to the East

I don't see nobody by my side

I turn my head to the West

Still nobody in sight

So I turn my head to the North

Swallow that pill that they call pride

That old me is dead and gone

But that new me will be alright

I turn my head to the East

I don′t see nobody by my side

I turn my head to the West

Still nobody in sight

So I turn my head to the North

Swallow that pill that they call pride

That old me is dead and gone

But that new me will be alright 'cause

Oh (hey)

I′ve been travelin' on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin′ to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

And, oh (hey)

I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)

Just tryin′ to find my way back home (back home)

The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, hey