Lyrics:
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
Try to grind it out these streets we live
And I'm not dying
My souls payable on death, home grown out the west
My words be leapin' from the grill
on her face and I see them fall
It hurts (hurts) but will go on
You're just another brother who's left his home
And family (family), yeah we cry,
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
a lost nigga
Let me plant these seeds
These roots, take out the weeds
Somali, Igbo or Tutsi
From Mozambique to Benin
Find yourself, find your health
Make
And telling me they're starting to lose interest
But I've lost all hope of finding a reference
Of who I was now
Of who I am now
They found me
Dying in
Freedom's an illusion, take a bow
Lying in the dirt I feel so cold
Carry me home carry me home
There's a place behind my eyelids, safe from strife and war
My mind is blown, sipping from styrofoams as I cry alone
Driving home, thinking bout problems & how my time is gone
So many tears I cried over
one (uh huh)
When God calls, you gotta go home (go home)
They say the good die young, (die young)
That's why I know that we gon' have fun,
In this
Dethroned by traitors
I'm waiting for my savior
Bleeding. Dying
Screaming. Crying
I'm looking for an asylum
The shelter where i can be saved from my
place to hide
And that's alright
But if you carry on abusing you'll be robbed from us
I refuse to lose another friend to drugs
Just come home
Don't let go
And the love could never be lost
I love all my brothers to death
'Cause the loyalty don't gotta cost
Needed 4 bars with a time limit
Gave in 4 bars right
feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its like everything that I had, it won't ever be the same
I feel I'm sicking home the cemetery
'Cause
feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its like everything that I had, it won't ever be the same
I feel I'm sicking home the cemetery
'Cause
mama crying
Lost my brother to nigga on nigga violence
Why we can't stand as one to many dying
For stupid shit let's stop the cycle
Why we can't stand
between us, ready to blow
And we're out of time, about to explode
Burning up inside my soul (so-oh-oul)
Desire quenched by fire
Rising from the dead in
true
It's hard to stay true, when you're from a broken home
Left all alone with two faces, people who betray you soon
There's no trust when your closest
that shit
You weren't ready for your grave You left and Now we're lost
My brothers may be more I'm the only one Who's strong-minded
Suited for this war
a lil' something like this
I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's
peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
dying, hurt, I'll die of thirst
I hear some noise and heavy sound is by the curb
Click clack, room is shaking like a dying earth
I scream, seeing green how
cousin locked on a manslaughter,
Moms tried a couple times, couple miscarriages, got a dead brother,
Heart broke a couple times, by the same b****, but I
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