Nangs Needles Knives
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Hey mr bus driver can you take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Take me home the long way I'm not in a hurry I grew up with hip-hop Bumping in my walk-man I used to use it to drown out my mothers talking Because she was always on my back Trying to get me home Before the street light would turn on And the sky turned black Because that's When the evil arrives 'Nangs', needles and knives How do people survive I was just a kid running his lips Me and my cousin think We running this shit Little did we know That the place we called home Would later be inundated with poor folk Lower socio-economical situations But we were too young to notice the shit we facing And our mothers were naive They didn't know better So nan's little place was as good as a baby sitter I used to stay with her Before she went to heaven She would give me money to buy her smokes And I was only seven Walk to the store Winnie blue fifty pack And some lollies for good boys If you bring them back And I knew I had to get back in a rush Because those 'bullies' want to Steal the smokes and beat me up And I can escape in the drains under the bridges I just got to be careful of the used syringes It's not a place for a kid to be playing in the gutters Living in the 1980's Word to my nanna Hey mr bus driver can you take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Take me home the long way I'm not in a hurry Mr bus driver please take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Take me home the long way I'm not in a hurry I grew up with hip-hop Bumping on my bicycle Blades, skates and skateparks Bowls and skipping high school We used to hitch rides on the side of a bus Or take the drains or train tracks Trying to avoid the cops My mate was skating in the sewers Free as an eagle Got held up by three pricks holding a needle They robbed him of his wallet He had to give it up He wasn't scared of them But an oxygen bubble in his blood And the police were not always safe Like that time I had five cops with Five glocks pointed in my face Just a case of mistaken identity Wrong place wrong time but They could have just ended me We stayed away from The speed, smack and powder sniffers Smoked weed and planned How to stack our riches Just teenagers living in the nineties Playing around in places that you should not find us Because that's when the evil arrives 'Nangs', needles and knives How do people survive So we never touched none of that shit My real dad nearly died Couple heart attacks from that shit And I just wanted to move out of the house Where it's my rules I'm the authority now I'm thinking I want to be rapper Not a criminal So make sure that I focus And just block our my peripheral Hey mr bus driver can you take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Take me home the long way I'm not in a hurry Mr bus driver please take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Just a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Take me home the long way I'm not in a hurry I grew up with hip-hop bumping in my hatchback Upgraded to 'V.L.' nothing to splash cash Sweetest sound system With the maroon velour Alone and poor But I felt like I owned the world Five percent tint Somehow skipping infringements Revving the engine this is Sixteen inches of vengeance Now I'm living in a share house With a couple of mates I'm stepping over people I don't even know at my place This one time we had a homeless guy Stay in our house for two weeks straight And then I never saw him again Had a couple 'crackies' just Fighting up on my front door Dude in a blue wife beater Knocks the chick to the floor And then he steps up on my letterbox And jumps double footed On the side of her face Breaking the chicks jaw no shit Enough said six weeks later Same dude overdosed dead Because I can see the evil's arrived It's all 'Nangs', needles and knives How can I survive Got these junkies shooting up In my driveway at like ten I had enough if this shit I gotta find a better plan I gotta move away somewhere near the hinterland So now I'm on my knees praying with both hands Plan mid naughties I got to make An album be the boss But I got tied down to a job so my dream lost damn Hey mr bus driver please take me home But I don't know if I really want to go Jst a kid with big dreams and too much to worry Tauke me home the long way I'm not in a hurry Mr bus driver please take me home
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