Lyrics:
a way home
I'm caught up in a web of my bars
And I can see none of your scars
I'm blinded by the light of all the stars
And I wasn't able to stay (stay)
standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane
I swear I
standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane
I swear I
this way to portray
Or reinforce stereotypes of today
Like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon
Talk broken english and drug selling
See I'm
You've Gone to My Head
(Written by Sonny LeMaire, Charlie Black & Rory Bourke)
(API Country Music, E Ticket Music, EMI Blackwood Music, Rory Bourke
Stay focused and stick to the script
Back on my grind and I'm back on my shit
Ain't breaking for nothing need all my chips
Gold in eyes my dawg I
to
Remember when we met in Denver? You said if I write you, you would write back
See, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used
to
Remember when we met in Denver? You said if I write you, you would write back
See, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used
in
"I'm Sorry for your brother! But understand that was my best friend!"
Go ahead and vent, cuss me out
Anything's better than silence
I pace back
out a nine
R.I.P. my niggas, love them boys like they still alive (R.I.P. my niggas)
Marmar did five, came home, brodie went right back
Shit made me
drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope)
gone
Surrounded by my people but at times I felt alone
Slight resentment when it's mentioned, guess I'll get it when I'm grown
This for all my brothers
but I don't make sense
Cause one day it's put the knives down
Or put the peace signs up
The next day I'm at your home instead
All for my pride
i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
I got a heartbreak
They took my brother and they left me in a dark place
I gotta make it somehow I'm in a lost race
Growing up had to be home by
I got a heartbreak
They took my brother and they left me in a dark place
I gotta make it somehow I'm in a lost race
Growing up had to be home by
To see another brother weak to feel they first in the league
See I know demons all around, so I smile
When I'm down, renouncing the spirit of doubt
Expound
I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my black brothers are still
on everything babe
I am my brother's keeper.
Listen D-roc, I know you don't think I care for ya,
But at a drop of a dime I'll be there for ya,
fiendin like a smoker
On my way to the mall, yo what's the plan I can't call it
He said, "How much ya got?" I'm pullin the lint out my wallet
I said,
particular breaking out the friend zone
It's deja vu the way this came to me
And it explain how I came to be
I'm from
This, happy home
This, happy home
the it's New York City
Where she's waitin' for me
And I come chargin' off the jet way the
Dream is in my eyes
When I see you there at curbside babe
I'm
momma not to cry
Pray my sister be alright
Tell my brothers that I love them
I'm forever by their side, yeah
I guess you wonder where I am
I guess you do
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