Lonely Road

[Intro: Elle King]
The hollow sound is ringing where your heart used to be
Have you found that your admiration will never set you free?
Get your lies prepared, you're next in line for judgment day
Now, aren't you prayin', aren't you begging that you're anyone else?

[Verse 1: Hendersin]
Guess who it is? It's the best in the biz
AMBER, be alert, 'cause they checkin' for the kid
Hendersin, yeah, I'm back just doin' what I do
I'm bored with ya games, I suggest you get a clue
Yeah, it's like they never knew, I could spit it so precise
Bet that I'm all up in their head like lice
I'll never take it back, I ain't taking your advice
And they know what I mean, motherfucker, 'cause I'm nice enough
Yeah, well, I got what you need
And it might sound conceited but I will not concede
I ain't fuckin' with Ruxin, I'm way outta ya league
I ain't messin' with you scrubs, yeah, that's word to doctor Reid
And I'm so close, motherfucker, I could taste it
Y'all don't see the vision, you should get some LASIK
Feelin' so good, you could say I'm on that Mase shit
It came from the heart, so that's why I had to pace it

[Pre-Chorus: Elle King & Hendersin]
You prayed to have your name (Your name, yeah) scattered on the lips of the young
Now you claim (You claim) that it's you on the tips of their tongue
And if you're proud of what you had to kill to get your thrill, well
I bet it stings to give up everything and realize that they don't want you

[Chorus: Elle King]
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company (Whoa-oh-oh-ow)
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the people beg for peace

[Verse 2: Hendersin]
I don't play (Yeah), somethin' like a mascot (Mascot)
And I'm focused, treat me like an ascot
Comin' for your neck, yeah, I'm comin' for respect
I ain't fuckin' with ya crew, you got jokers like a deck
What the fuck do you expect? For me to just resign?
While you decline, go in circles like a revine
I sat back, motherfucker, call that recline
Paid the cost to be the boss, no such thing as free time
Yeah, if you think I'll take a seat, but instead I make a beat
That's the way I'm makin' heat
And I hit the ground, running you would probably break your feet
And I'm comin' for the fame, motherfucker, watch me skeet
And I'm, I remember when they didn't need me (Yeah)
Now they wouldn't dare try to leave me
And you know the kid is spittin' ruthless
So like Compton in the '80s right now, rap game, well, this shit is so easy (Damn!)

[Pre-Chorus: Elle King & Hendersin]
You prayed to have your name (Your name) scattered on the lips of the young
Now you claim (You claim) that it's you on the tips of their tongue
And if you're proud of what you had to kill to get your thrill, well
I bet it stings to give up everything and realize that they don't want you

[Chorus: Elle King]
It's a lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company (Whoa-oh-oh-ow)
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the reaper's playin' for ke-e-ps
Lonely road where the forgotten go
Where your misery finds its company (Whoa-oh-oh-ow)
It's a long way down to the sacred ground
Where the People beg for peace