The smoke is light as air Up to my lips I stare As fire it fills my chest I ne ver waste my breath Im caught in this moment I'm never relivin the past One moment at time will make this last Electric we are No place to high or to far We will not survive the night We will not survive Electric we are No place to high or to far We will not survive! I live I breathe i swear That I will take you there You mind is mine to shape Disease destroy and rape I hold the key to you In which I channel through My thoughts my hate my lies The past will hypnotize You see not what pushes you forward Always falling back It seems that you like it wallowing in pity and grief No more will I let this happen if you come with memore

" On The Road " By Ryan MC Artist/CEO of Ghetto Rich Friends comes hard on the track produced by Cor-Mill . Let me know yall think ! Instagram @GhettoRichMCmore

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