foster kid – in the care lyrics
hook [broken homes harminous tones and strange aromas]
verse 1[my name is foster kid and i write rhymes to fight
tough times buying dimes and busting caps.you can look
into my eyes im an open book. this sh-t im smoking will blow
your mind like you just read my rhymes. i greaw up with a couple
of drunks nowhere close to monk closer to ghost. dads dead moms
sitting in a corer crying she hates the way she raised me but she
loved who she raised d-mn]
[hook]
verse 2[ i broke some homes broke some noses im close to fame and
im just starting out drinking stout im 152 5,9 but still looking down
on you like im a king wait i am a king while i sit back with yo b-tch
blowing smoke rings.i won’t save you from h-ll but d-mn its too close to tell]
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