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tom macdonald - homecoming lyrics

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[intro]
ya dig? seems like every time i come home i have to ask myself where home is

[verse 1]
coming out the opposite of west side, still bang tupac, three dollar breakfast, bond’s is the food spot. east van where it rains through the rooftop, puttin’ out your cigarette and messin’ up your boombox. sippin’ out a paper bag, old wooden front porch, kickin’ freestyles while the blunt pass back and forth, old man with a shoppin’ lot closet, give em all my empties and a dollar from my pocket

[verse 2]
he said the lord comin’ and he can’t wait, so i tell him if he does it it’ll be ok. comin’ out of joe’s cafе with a cup of that mafia coffee, where are my italians at? drug dеalers think i’m moving on they territory, i guess they dug up the past that i had buried for me. and i have temptations but i’m not very gordie, i am vancouver, edmonton, i am very sorry

[chorus]
from the city where i come from, the town that i’ve been on for, i’ll be your umbrella for whatever’s comin’ down or i will be a cover from whatever’s blowin’ up and if you scared of heights then i will be your stuntman. is this a bad time to say that i got you? is this a bad time to be your friend? is it the wrong time for me to ask you if you remember how we met?

[verse 3]
bring it back to north side edmonton, hollow crown liquor, a little whiskey kept me warm through the winter, i used to be a prairie dog, now i’m getting with it man, all growed up in this b+tch, city man. used to have a shoe box, now i got a briefcase, link up with my manager and talk about how these days east van on the cross, call it bad religion and it’s hot as h+ll, cause we always sinnin’

[verse 4]
comin’ out the number 5 orange, strugglin’ with demons, hidin’ my h+rns. standin’ on a gritty block, starin’ at a city cop, he think i’m a gangster but i know i’m really not. cool kid but when i graduated class i bought a car and started hangin’ with the bad guys. one love for all the people i put on for, i throw it up for y’all until both my f+cking arms sore

[chorus]
from the city where i come from, the town that i’ve been on for, i’ll be your umbrella for whatever’s comin’ down or i will be a cover from whatever’s blowin’ up and if you scared of heights then i will be your stuntman. is this a bad time to say that i got you? is this a bad time to be your friend? is it the wrong time for me to ask you if you remember how we met?
[verse 5]
comin’ out the backdoor of greenhouse, sippin’ on my jj, cuttin’ out a pom pom, profit with a razor blade. two halves crooked so you can see in one eye, homie stopped in front of me, i am like “what up guy”? he said he smelt a blunt, that ain’t a good look, and if i ever wanna read he got a good book. peace, shotgun in the whip, message some b+tches while the blunt still lit

[verse 6]
y’all on the side but the windows all tint, so i can see you but you can’t see in here, the block hot but it cool in the coupe dude, i don’t feel the flame like a fireman suit. who, what where when why how he stay so cool. y’all need a plan b, hometown hate and they say we got beef, vancouver b+tch, i save on me

[chorus]
from the city where i come from, the town that i’ve been on for, i’ll be your umbrella for whatever’s comin’ down or i will be a cover from whatever’s blowin’ up and if you scared of heights then i will be your stuntman. is this a bad time to say that i got you? is this a bad time to be your friend? is it the wrong time for me to ask you if you remember how we met? (uh)



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