Lyrics:
I've stood on guard as my Queens were born
I've cut the grass on many English lawns
Of strawberries and ice cream
Of cricket and cold beer
These days
day
I'm not where I wanna be
I think my heart skipped a beat
I start my day off bag
Chasing right by Oglethorpe
Equipped to let that K off
Drag racing
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
Against racial domination based on ethnicity
Against a sixteen year blockade by air land and sea
Refugees denied the right of return by the regime
While
teeth still in our bones
You'll find us lying in your beds we'll invade your homes
We're sick of modern art
We're sick sick sick of modern art
Famous
on the porch swings
<9th Prince>
Congratulations you coming home next month
Humble as a monk
We celebrate with Crystal and skunk
The family's large
It's hard
In due time I'm the
Modern day Albert Einstein
I'm prime time like Deion
And the rest of y'all is peons
I pee on the best
Whoever you are you can
I see the greed in ya
Modern day slave to social media
Don't believe the alternative facts they feedin' ya
Get caught leanin' and they leavin' ya
Heaven's sake, you pray God open the gate
In this modern day Sodom, that's their only escape
10 year olds are cold, no, they don't hesitate
2 up a G pack, he
Stations, homes and horses
This is the community
Shouting at racecourses
While reinforcing stereotypes
By trading on the notion and squeezing the pipes
This
udin is a child of Polo
His title is King of Thugs
because gambling papa become malang
go in the morning come home at night
crazy by installing lottery
loving the people Iu0027m meeting like Jesus.
Making a remix no english, with kids in villages scenic.
They say home is where the heart is but my heart is
head down, don't act up
And if the kids are mean it's just bad luck
And by the way, don't get too attached
2 years home now it's time to go back
Say
The legs of Maddox kitchen tables
My whole life twisted on a lathe
In a foreman's torrent
My first English was
"faster boy if you want your
Vancouver
Vancouver, I'm coming home
Now, there was a pretty girl I knew before I left Vancouver
And we walked hand in hand by English Bay
And she told
been on my shit
I been sick as hell like
I got the flu and shit
Got a bitch from Japan
But her English fluent
Got that shit by my side
Damn I feel like
Friends at home calling my phone
Say we can't go outside
Stay real close future's unknown
Can't let you take my mind
Yeah I'm freed up
Yeah I'm freed
where to find them
I always feel at home with my records on
I need something to hold on to in these years of uncertainty
Nothing that can be swayed by
never a home
But in 2013 fam gave me a bro
And a year later it was time to leave
For the sake of paper our life would lead
To Houston Texas
Now I begin
And I'm asking myself: back home how will I get?
Well you can bet, that you'll get there somehow,
But leave that shit till later cause we're having fun now
always cool though
My job got me a bankroll
I'm not coppin' a lake home
That ride already bait hoes
Bad cops walking the same road
My pop taught me to hate
These are the lines
That we straighten every year
But it's the second time
They mapped the constellations
So we'll search for you by night
In
mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get
destined to be,
Shed,
What their systems have taught us to be,
Hmmm,
Did you know?
That during the modern era,
Our region was first settled by Khoisan
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