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lirik lagu savior monroe – a place called home

[chorus: savior monroe]
one foot in the grave
the other one is unknown
they telling me to behave
so i never stay strong
no need for a master repeat the disaster until i can’t roam
they calling me spade i’m alone and away from a place called home

[verse 1: savior monroe]
i’m a basket case
only way that i’ma make it if i crack that safe
blast that k til’ i rack that cake
and i’m eating every slice til’ my abdomen ache
been a wild child ever since my last birthday
had to bury my mom before i p-ssed 8th grade
living in a city where my dad ain’t safe
how you think the kids feel in this tragic place
all we got is i phones and a video game
if you living the life, but this sh-t isn’t a game
most kids feeling trapped like a fish in a tank
where every inch of the f-cking liquid is tainted
we want cars that are dripping in paint
and a bad b-tch that is thick giving brain
we never invest in our community sets
so we never tryna make our on businesses bang
all we know are abandos
ain’t n0body tryna land own
ain’t n0body tryna hear that conscious sh-t that consciousness is in the past homes
i’m just tryna get high til’ a n-gga just fly with a b-tch to relax on
and you can save all that save the world sh-t, cus me and my girl we getting cash hoes

[verse 2: savior monroe]
i never gave 1 f-ck about
anything but a n-gga still thug it out
my momma didn’t raise no b-tch so i don’t mind bussin’ or cuttin’ or i slug it out
anything for protection but another n-gga might scheme in your presence
the heat is the weapon for fiends and the hecklers they heated because your demeanor impressive
you cannot hesitate leaving em’ breathless learned everything from the king, he put pressure
on me every time he would sit and recline
cus he was the guy giving me all my lessons
wasn’t my dad but he played the role
another father figure and he would take control
i would praise the code and never break the mode
until that crazy motherf-cka would take the soul
of my momma shook, no wonder i’m a crook
now my granny want me to read a bible book
nothing in this b-tch was teaching me survival
tryna trick a little kid just to feed the idols
i ain’t having that sh-t, keep wrapping that brick
when i die tell momma bury me beside you
and when i meet your soul in the heat or the cold
i hope you miss me like i do you

thank god for our children

- lirik lagu savior monroe

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