It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost
It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost

What you need is more direction and get yourself some protection
I thought by now that you have learned your lesson
I'm stressin' points and slammin' all the joints you call the real shit
Correct shit, you know the bust the way you feel shit daily
I still don't think you understand
You lose the game, we get more props than Dan Rather
And it don't matter 'cause when you flinch, you're weak
So I'mma step just to speak about the counterfeit, unlegit type of people
Those cellophane ones, the ones that you can see through
It's poetic justice 'cause I'm mad with a pact
So precise, my insight will take flight in the night
And in the daytime, 'cause I don't come up with corny rhymes
I'm too devoted to the concept of gettin' mine
So here's the deal like Shaquille O'Neal
If you don't know what you're doing, how the hell can you be real?

Now in '93, realistically you should be
Well aware of all the evils out there
It's like a jungle sometimes, you get the message
You got to rumble sometimes, it's gettin' hectic
Emotions run deep as times run out
Solutions, it's time to find some out
So according to me, suckers are barred
From obstructing my discussion 'cause I rhyme too hard
You take a wiff like a spliff here like some fresh air
I came to claim shit this year (this year)
Take a stroll down the walkway or hallway or runway
Fuck with us, kid, you'll pay
I slay and yo, I'm still on the expressway
I kick my essay, then you know we don't play
So pray down on your knees, G
'Cause it's the best way, yes, the best way, 'cause

It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost
It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost

There's a large amount of wack crews, for them I got bad news
Time to pay your dues, you fools
I'm like express mail, with the script that hits
Like the third rail, when I shock the spot, it's hot
From the rays of the sun
Original one the prophet sent to become
A law giver, 'cause you shiver when I quiz ya
All about the real necessities of life
All about the game and all about the name
G to the A to the N to the G Starr
We know who we are, but do you know who you are?
'Cause

It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost
It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost
It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost
It's a long way to go when you don't know where you're going
You don't know where you're going when you're lost

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Writer(s): Chris Martin, Keith Elam, Quincy Jones