I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway

What more, and what's more than this -

It go my way, Chi-Way

This way or the highway
Shots'll lay you off on your day off, like Friday
The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain't snortin' it

They just got him up the base line recordin' %#@!
Yeah I've been broke
Now I'm good (*##$

I ain't no Kennedy
But I'm hood rich
So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto

And everybody else, thank you very little
I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path
I've been beatin', but never brokin' through the darkest past

It's sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last
Ain't nothin' free from that point, though
We needed cash

And we need it fast
We broker than Ethiopians just tryin' to eat at last
Now all the blacks cookin' up, they're almost white

'Cause gettin' green makes 'em treat us treat us like we almost white
Almost


I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway

What more, and what's more than this -

It go my way, Chi-Way

This way or the highway
^!$$%z wanna diss K
On they're local mix-tapes

There they go again, lyin' to consumers
Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors
Your lil' sloppy with your @@#!yness ain't ya

A little arrogant with all your compares
'Cause as far as the Chi
I got the most plaques since the beginnin' of rap

And nah, I ain't mentionin' that
Y'all just talk about my dough
How I left Chicago

How I'm the only one eatin'
Shut your pie hole
And wanna figure out why I'm gettin' it high though

Why? 'Cause you need fire, and I'm a pyro
And you a parrot, you copy what I do and say?
Only difference between you and me, you were gay

Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin's hurt?
Nahhhh, he's got !@%$ under his shirt


I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway

What more, and what's more than this -

It go my way, Chi-Way

This way or the highway
When you walk straight, ^!$$%z tend to look at you sideways
I say, $#&@ that dog, I get my own way

^!$$%z ain't believe me 'till they see me on t.v
And seen K freely, gettin' head on the freeway
Then passin' up Freeway, just like it's a relay

We stay 4 stars, all better
'Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather
And we gon' flip Carter, when we could afford better

And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas
You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial
Stay gettin' somethin' off lay-a-way at Marshall's

Polo and (Carbesher's), we into them things dogg
Back in '96 we was livin' like kings dogg
40 cals or better, tottin' them things dogg

So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off

I've lived
Yes I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each, and every highway

What more, and what's more than this -
I did it my way