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Lyrics: Tinchy Stryder. Third Strike. Walk This Road.


[Bonus Track]

In 86 I landed, with love I was surrounded, within a couple years, my first [?] counted,
Told my fam I loved them, although I don't kiss or hug them, miss my aunt and cousins... guess there's something about them,
Love, it's kinda weird, I can hardly say the word, I find easily hard to break my heart inside a verse,
I let emotions show, but in person it's all deserved, speak out don't let the vision blur...
Wait I was feeling stronger, just the other day now the journeys feeling longer,
I'm trying too up the pace, no go feeling under...
I'm climbing up the stage... [Echo]
You keep rolling, the walls are going too keep on growing...
The saying that my fame is showing, but it's different when you get these glows,
You Ain't ever going too walk this road road road this road road,
Never going too walk this road road road, never gunna going to walk this road