Lyrics:
street
Concrete stained
Blood and rain
I'm ashamed
There's a broken man
Praying for a wounded land
Oh why can't we shape the invisible
for faith
little from my Uncle Hamilton
He was a noble man
Huh shit, we were the coldest fam!
Deep in the pockets of every older man
Younger boy, girl or child
Took
I'm seein' death, get to cryin' at night
Hit a few plugs that weren't my worth
I don't understand, had to feed my child
They don't understand, had
offence! She just lived in a different world
With different priorities, a real status girl
Her musical taste were an NME playlist
And anything recommended by
child
The creation o' beliefs you've been fed
The fear, the unknown, the poison loved by death.
(The flames)
In the cool of the night air
Flames
Just a little boy gazing at the stars
But You remember creating every one
If You passed by, would I have seen a child or a king?
Would I have known?
I
beef bout a nigga but it's the principle
I cut them snakes in my grass like an umbilical
Got that degree in my name, I'm academical, IM SMART
But then
I try to dwell on them, the things I take delight in
Dark memories try to cloud them, I'm not even trying to fight it
I mean, a couple great scenes
just a child
Looking for answers
Holding this world in the palm of my hands
Where do I go, where do I go
When everything's lost
I'm surrounded by snow
nothin' at all)
Listen up, I remember growin' up in the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs, I was labeled a menace
A little bad nigga, momma use
environed in a little Negro pew.
Down front sat a young couple nearly wild.
On the altar was a coffin, in the coffin was a child.
Rose a sad old Negro
but fa sho
I know, you far from a man, you'z a hoe
Duckin' yo
Responsibility
It's killin' me you do that
That boy just made his birthday, bet'cha never
came on an elderly woman
Her child had been taken away
She said by a pack of wild dingos
Well, what would you do in my place
I followed that trail
I was just a young boy, barely 17
A regular poster child for the American dream
I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well
to play around the way
Those were the good timez,
Growing up as a child, carefree,
Momma said I was wild by three
Even pops showed me love he was there
I
takes a lil' boy to grow into a man
She's often ridiculed, people don't understand
she's being picked apart and scarred by her father's hand
And he's
girl, she's not quite grown
In tears she calls me up one night
Says I'm gonna have a child of my own
And the boy that I love
Daddy he's gone away
niggas running like a gender reveal
You a child in this world I can tell it
Baby boy cast lil homie
And guest who’s Melvin
I strong arm you for the bag now
Big bands on me ready for vacation
30 bopper keep it on me send that boy to satin
Pocket watching but its by the belly like a apron
Dope deals she
spared the rod, but they still spoiled the child
On debauchery and witchcraft and everything wild
I'm telling you now daughter that he's wicked to the core
and by my mom a house
Racked a 100k in loans to go the corporate route
Been rapping for a minute
Focused more on wylin out
I’m bought to start a business
I've hit rock bottom
Been kickin pebbles
See I'm the problem
Clock tickin rebel
Not wit the gimmicks
Dont believe the rumor
Just wait a minute
Here
behind a smile
Clashes inside with my mind as a rival
Im bout to fall out boy, i'm dead on arrival
Maybe its from back when i was a child?
Emerging from the center of the earth
Willing and able to take control
Of all unfinished situations
By leading the outcasted souls
To the power of Shangri-La
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