block mccloud – praise lyrics
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[verse: jus allah]
i am from a broken home
no doctors, no folks at home
no father home, papa was a rolling stone
sitting in the dark, burnt out, copper tone
at eight, that’s great weight on your collarbone
i was so livid, can’t put a pig in lipstick
[?] vivid, it was no picnic
being black, lack of options
bad synopsis
if i had a matchbox that’ll match boxes
this is middle ground, meet the [?] you down
you get the k!lls for the best deals in town
no lobster or salmon
this is not the hamptons
it’s a lot of famine
[?]
short lived poor kids with gun powder
in under an hour
we call ’em 1-800-flowers
drugs and guns, struggling loved ones
ain’t n0body got the deluxe sums and trust funds
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