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ramson badbonez - appreciate lyrics

appreciate

[verse 1]
imagine not having a bed or a yard to sleep in
dozy in the park freezing listening to your heart beating
start scheming, because you’re hungry and your pockets broke
listen up, bro, it ain’t no joke when you ain’t got a home
cus you can only hold on for so long
til you’re looking back on life like where did i go wrong
fifteen years old, roaming in the blistering cold
walking alone, at late nights with nowhere to go, and so

there ain’t no letting me forgetting that i had it hard
got into smashing gl-ss and kipping in abandoned cars
or catching z’s on the benches of the underground
platforms, underneath my jacket it ain’t that warm
five to ten cats cotching in this empty gaff
petty rats, thinking of a better way to get some cash
robbing and stealing, pickpocketing, shoplifting
sick of the pigs gripsing, existing, but not really living

relying on the buzz of weed to get high
with the reddest gleam in my eyes three-sixty-five
it ain’t no surprise when you’re eating off of dirty plates
on my face i’m losing weight, heading for the pearly gates

[bridge] x2
ain’t nothing sweet, living on the street
it’s a jail with no bars and you ain’t getting a release

[hook] x2
it’s serious when you’re homeless
when to get one cooked meal in a day would be a f-cking bonus
so respect your gates, learn to appreciate

[verse 2]
too many youth dem have a warm and take that sh-t for granted
cus they never got their -rs- kicked or held some proper hard whips
so be careful when your momma’s had enough
cus when a woman is fed up blood, you’re better off to dust
the next thing you know, your home is now the roads
with drugs to be sold under the noses of the po-po
they call it crime but i’m calling it survival
cus that’s what jesus and moses taught us in the bible

my thoughts were kinda suicidal my emotions numb
family breakdowns i couldn’t get along with mum
plotting up in heathrow like it was my second home
preferably stoned, dressed in b-mmy clothes from head to toe
my fingers froze on them cold nights
just naother problem child, stuck to the street like road signs
abusing alcohol, and the ciggies, and the phillies
in a squat cotched, ain’t nothing pretty in the city

its sh-tty when the course of your life just turns gritty
you gotta keep your head up above the water and stay witty
my physical and mental are unhealthy
and all the medication and counsellors can’t help me

[bridge] x2
ain’t nothing sweet, living on the street
it’s a jail with no bars and you ain’t getting a release

[hook] x2
it’s serious when you’re homeless
when to get one cooked meal in a day would be a f-cking bonus
so respect your gates, learn to appreciate

- ramson badbonez lyrics

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