Lyrics:
a beauty on me shone,
And my parents doted upon me, I being their only son.
My father bound me to a trade in Waterford's fair town,
He bound me to a cooper
Moving slow, she never told
That she wants to go home
(Has she had enough)
Blue and gold, the colors glow
That's what we say when we're both stoned
asked him to
Brother David earned a Purple Heart fightin' the Taliban
My family's always fought to save this land
Daddy said it's the home of the brave
mouths get open the barrel of burners put in 'em
Closed eyes get led through the darkness
I need a witness ridin' by myself
I ain't worried about these
give a false sense of home
You broke my heart but most of all I hate that you made me hate this town
When I walk by your neighborhood I hide my head but
I break them locks
You got them bag smell in your socks
This my home ill stand my ground
I Know every kid around In my town
I Grew up dem olders
smoking dope I was selling coke
Well rocked up to a 8 year old
When it popped up, call it pot luck
500 G's, nigga pretty please
Condos, where it's sun
was when mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun Town
As shorties we run 'round, play strike outs till sun down
But the shit
children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
are getting' out of town
Northeastern Oklahoma is calling my name
Gettin' off the grid and the old shell game
Gonna transcend like Henry David
a philostopher 'n see what he says!
Greggery stops at a gas station
And makes a mysterious phone
Is this the old loft
With the paint peelin' off it
By
feels like I stagnate
Pass by streets with life in all states
Towns like stage plays let me just wait
Old couple cute New couple cute too
One pair argue
Aye
Uh-huh
L.M.INATOR
Lets talk about these H-town streets man
Let's go
I'm getting scooped in a drop top coupe with the roof gone
My niggas in it,
There no place I'd rather be right now then home
Hm...
Is the old high school still falling into pieces? Is the local park still around to see?
Is mom's
blown), too gone (too gone)
Don't know how the hell I'm gettin' home
Hey, snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do
blown), too gone (too gone)
Don't know how the hell I'm gettin' home
Hey, snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do
took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Faleena was this baby's name
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
On a Gibson that plays right through ya
His daddy left him when he was fourteen years old
And they put his mama down at Franklin Funeral Home
He’s been
down to melbourne town
They're always on a spree
From perth across to sydney
In the bush or by the sea
We've got some bloody good drinkers
Down under
wolves. You know dogs like us were meant to run wild like wolves.
But instead we're tamed, by the same damn thing.
I grew up in my old town Lord, it
Daylight Katy go home
Daylight Katy come on
Daylight Katy come on
If you can't follow me down
Daylight Katy go home
She lives by the sea when
Come gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran a-plenty
But the cardboard-filled windows and old men
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