Where I’ll Go

[Verse 1]
And for my dogs
It's life or death when the viper's steps lead 'em in hell
Treat 'em as frail feel my righteous texts read 'em in brail
Is it mainstream to dream yo neither can tell
We carry the same genes from the fiends in Eden that fell
Freedom or jail our choices through these alleys and streets
Fuel the voices in the valleys and peaks that propagate as a
Sound wave we're slaves but we've raised newfound ways
To get paid and get up off the ground through crowd praise
So play the music loud you now face the crowned
Whose nouns blaze a mile above the clouds to sprout rays
And get you around blue down days who doubts true
Rhyme grace Hex already knew how you clowns sways
My shrewd style's bru-tal you child's play
But all these new smiles is wild strange the rest is has-beens
With cash I invest in mad pens smash ten
Before you get to digest the last gem
The def assassin I'm colder than the specs in Aspen
The flow that you spitters flex is trash bin so
Let me shout and show you what this rep about
While you sit back and just

[Chorus]
Cause I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
But I've never had a feeling like this before so
I'ma let the music rock and just flow
And I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
Will I stand will I sin will I grow
I don't know

[Verse 2]
I was exposed to the elements but I broke the code and rose to
Excellence and now flows show prose through intelligence
Do shows for delegates who relish its relevance
While the jealous ones will seldom embellish its elegance
Man fuck it this music I do this shit 'cause I love it
While these losers moving units abuse it and take advantage of it
And you support that right but not the raw rap type
It starts with you the consumer is where the fault's at
So fall back cause everything's a bit extreme
Your big dream is a little darker than that picnic scene
And trust son if I wanted a get rich quick scheme
I wouldn't do it trying to spit sixteens
Or trying to nitpick through six-second clips trying to flip sick beats
Half a millions clicks and finally some shit fits sweet
Cats will sell their soul for fame if you won't ass kissing
Whack spitters cause they got a bigger name and you don't
Shit welcome to the rap life and son you better get your cash right
There ain't a lot of money when you smash mics
And for you half pints that got deals that life is not real
If your Glock peels for rocks and them hot wheels
In them streets thuggin' stunting within a budget
But no publishing thinking this whole industry's bugging
It's rough kid I feel you it's still true there's a lot that cats will do
For mills through this ill zoo

[Chorus]
Cause I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
But I've never had a feeling like this before so
I'ma let the music rock and just flow
Cause I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
But I've never had a feeling like this before so
I'ma let the music rock and just flow
And I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
Will I stand will I sin will I grow
I don't know
And I don't know
Where I am where I've been where I'll go
Will I stand will I sin will I grow
I don't know