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The Hard Road Restrung (Explicit) - Hilltop Hoods

Going down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

Growing up I needed a guide like a blind veteran's dog

'Cos I was going nowhere like a child's letters to god

Though life's road was hard I was never so lost

That I looked for an answer in a medicine box

I never did pop pills or cop deals just rocked hills

Kids with skills still got harassed by the cops till

They'd have me in the back of a paddy down to lock up

Smack me pat me down for a baggy mums would rock up

And bail me out a failure out once again

Next weekend bail me out drunk again

And I never will forgive myself

For putting you through all that hell

I went from high school dropout to factory labourer

Slave to the clock until four

Went from sleeping on the floor

To being out on tour now no stopping me

I'll finish with a bang like Kurt Cobains biography

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

And don't know where to go it's like

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

I spent my youth like life was cheap

The only change that I wanted was enough to buy a drink

Was on a path to nowhere the harder the road

The more broken baggage we carry the larger the load

This school drop-out got knocked out chased by the cops out

Got clout dumped by my girlfriend and locked out

Been broke and beaten even chocked at being

A d**e mc but never lost hope in dreaming

We used to thrash boosted cars till the engine would fail

If I never had bailed maybe I'd be dead or in jail

And man I got no one else to blame

I thank my family and music for keeping me sane

But that's the breaks right Started working late nights

Never seeing daylight getting paid like a slave might

And I've done too many years to miss this for my missus

To have to tell my son he nearly never existed

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

And don't know where to go it's like

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

DJ Debris c'mon and break it down like

And I speak what I feel in the booth in the spirit of truth

'Cos all these kids that I meet man they mirror my youth

And I could have gone the wrong way the easy option

But I chose to go the long way the streets are watching

So keep a look out look up B-Ballers keep your hook up

Pull a page from my book out and pull out

Your finger put your foot out and keep a lookout

For what we put out the brand new flavour for your cookout

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

And don't know where to go it's like

Going down a hard road down the hard road

Don't know where I've been

I'm walking round in circles

Came here to find a friend

For my love