Trouble Road - K Rino

They say time is a measurement of motion

Whose presence is more precious than treasures in the ocean

I’m coasting through the game of life, back to the wall

I’m wide open but my teammates won’t pass me the ball

I’m a mixture of bad and good, rain and sunshine

Feeling happiness and sadness at the same time

I’m training in a world where evil is reigning

The main thing I complain about is people complaining

Spirit predators all around me slithering amounts

Snakes no longer in the grass they living in the house

I’m mobbing in this treacherous city that bleeds weapons

'Cause your problems go from zero to sixty in three seconds

Cowards lay in the weeds and invisibly judge me

My name must be Company 'cause Misery Loves me

Oh Allah, shine down on me 'cause you’re so bright

Please help me make through these hours where there’s no light

I’m cautious and scared as I walk down Trouble Road

Masking my pain trying not to get my cover blown

Fighting to get it right and stay out of that other mode

Eyes on the big prize tryna hit the mother load

I attempt to win it, men got pimped and win it

The first minute that’s soul selling was implemented

I’m in need of in hands full of righteous seeds

So I can plant em and eliminate my trifling deeds

Young girls getting lazy the game done flipped

How the hell you shame to work but not a shame to strip?

Lil hustlers on the corner only knowing one way

Acting like the dope game got a full 1K

Boys coming out of prison with corrupted minds

Fool bragging talking bout «Yeah I just did nine»

Man stop being stupid and increase your grind

Quit glorifying giving that beast your time

Ain’t no rehabilitation in this treacherous game

Reason a man into the same hell and expected to change

Even pastors and hustlers are rocking the same

So instead of going to church boys watching the game

The same people think they know it all need rescue

Who are you to try to tell God how to bless you?

It don’t matter how you are they going violate

House full of food why you eye-balling my plate?

Trust ain’t a word you should mention again

They’ll get you while you still friends, pre-empted revenge

You can read, but knowledge is only information

Wisdom is translating that knowledge to application

Some say I follow know man religion’s a hoaxes

Imposing on a foolish but they’re visions provokes

They persecute God’s people crack ignorant jokes

Contributing to the killing of indigenous folks

No calm in the forecast this world is a bomb lit

And make sure you in the same place when the storm hit

No need to feel like hopes out of range

A lot of people want to but don’t know how to change

Make a 180 out of 360 because

360's a circle that puts you back where you was

We at the fork in the road to show us the Sun’s yellow

Standing in a brick storm with a glass umbrella

With a glass umbrella

Yeah

Don’t walk down trouble road