DMX - One More Road to CrossLyrics

Uh, this is life (this is life) This is what I know (this what I know) So to me (so to me) this is life (this is life) [Chorus x 2] One more road to cross One more risk to take Gotta live my life Like there's one more move to make I'm up at like six AM to check this nigga We work the night shift, and I gots to check them figures I knock on his door, people talkin' 'bout "He ain't there" But the house is packed, shit, I know he here somewhere See, money get high; I don't knock what a nigga do to get by Just make sure you gettin' by don't fuck with me gettin' mine Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then Hate to think of what he's did, and if I catch him slippin' Won't be an ass-whippin, I can tell you that I keep it real with this cat; he go and sell two packs And run off (damn), tell me he was locked down up North And you out a week later? That's bullshit! I bust off I need this dough; fuck you think, I'm here for my health? I need this wealth because I feed myself You play with my life when you play with my money Playin' around but this'll be the last time you think somethin's funny [Chorus x 2] [DMX] Yo, I've been casin' the liquor store for a month now With me and two other niggas is about to run up in there and shut it down They got four people on the inside, one stay in the back Two stock boys, one at the register, but he count the stacks A'ight, bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask For the dough, they know that we takin' all three bags See that? We got a hero; shoot that nigga Matter of fact, you hit the back, I'll put two in that nigga Hard headed motherfuckers always get it I told him what would happen if he moved; the nigga moved, so I did it Did you get it? I asked my man as he was comin' from the back Nigga opened his mouth, said nothin', and fell out flat This cat come out spittin', hittin' my mans, his mans Couldn't control what was in his hands I'm hit, damn! I bust back and got the fuck up out of there Didn't get a dime, but at least I got up out of there [Chorus x 2] [DMX] Hey yo, I see it, try to avoid it, but it comes That's how it's goin' in the slums over crumbs Somethin' little becomes somethin' major Niggas gettin' blown up like a pager, ear to ear with the razor Pour out my soul, took control of hurt Why must Earl Simmons swim in dirt? I'm gon' make it work, twenty-eight and tryin to get baptized Priest scared to touch me 'cause he said I gave him bad vibes Ride when I die, straight down, but I'm plottin' We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten? I'm a leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil Throw dirt and may your hands burn when you touch the shovel The level of animosity is stoppin' me from thrivin' Fuck what them niggas is talkin' about - I'm survivin' Alive and goin' through it, but I made my bed So now it's in these flames that I lay my head [Chorus x 4]