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Wreck

Wreck was an indie rock band formed in Milwaukee, Wisconsin in 1988, and later based in Chicago. After releasing three albums the band split up in the mid-1990s, with singer/guitarist Dean Schlabowske going on to found The Waco Brothers. more »

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Blood shed baby I was born to a war
A heavy burden I'm bearing projected through the memoirs
Momma poured fountains out of empty reservoirs, so we never went hungry, hustle Instilled in my pedigree to the core

Hopped in the fight when I was just a bambino, leap of faith that lit my life like casino
Packing ammo, sending shots through the door
Murderous flows make you jaded rappers drop to the floor, can't leave no room to Breathe you know how it go
Pops went under and it all took a dive, who would've thought that I could ever survive
Look to my eyes, like a furnace burning deep from within
I'm all in, put my cards out on the table for certain I came to win
Need some socks with some sandals the way I'm grilling
Mark my word it's Sunday the seventh and Imma thrill em

Blood shed baby I was born to a war
A heavy burden I carry projected through the memoirs
God sent, maybe I done been here before
Full of wisdom and I'm building rapport, it's time to even the score, believe that

I'm a living witness for sure
Put your faith in God and watch Him open the door
Foot on the gas, and I don't plan on slowing down, put my heart into this game and now It's finally paying out
Used to be afraid to put my thoughts through the wire and spill this fire
As of late feel I could go on for hours about the power that I'm feeling within
My growth done cost me some friends
But I can't ever stop because a sucker's plotting on me
Think I'm addicted to having visions and advocating for change, preaching purpose Teaching how to switch lanes
This go out to all the ones who never had it, falling victim to habits
It ain't over pick yourself up you're somebody who matters

Blood shed baby I was born to a war
A heavy burden I'm bearing projected through the memoirs
Momma poured fountains out of empty reservoirs, so we never went hungry, hustle Instilled in my pedigree to the core
Hopped in the fight when I was just a bambino, leap of faith that lit my life like casino
Packing ammo, sending shots through the door
Murderous flows make you jaded rappers drop to the floor, can't leave no room to Breathe you know how it go

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer