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tony tillman - made it out lyrics

[verse 1]

yeah, was just a lonely kid from arkansas
young bull who grew up in a crazy house
could write a book about the stuff i saw
man, i’m just grateful that i made it out
i know some people who ain’t here today
late sugar ellis, may he rest in peace
three shots to the head is how he passed away
we saw his body layin’ in the street
and i was only twelve then
sleepin’ in a back bed
with 4 siblings, i was in the ceiling
next up to the crackhead
my uncle was the dope man
he had gold chains, fat knocks
had no glue to them [?] cubes
in that burnt plastic was crack rocks
never knew ’bout gang bangin’
that never came to my head, man
till one day joe stopped me and asked me
“why you wearin’ that red, man?”
and i just stared intently
man, i was barely outta elementary
i thank god, made it, i survived it
yeah, with all the odds i had stacked against me, yeah!
[chorus]

thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out

[verse 2]

they said i never had a chance, bruh
dyin’ for my hood was the only thing i planned for
only choice they gave me was a coffin and some handcuffs
only choice they gave me was a coffin and some+
i didn’t grow up with no pastors
my role models wore shackles
my family tree was so crazy
just a bunch of rotten apples
i didn’t have a pair of godly parents
draggin’ me to chapel
sendin’ me to college
i was learnin’ knowledge from the trapper
so i used to ride with that chrome
said i won’t survive to get grown
man, i thank the lord for his grace
’cause i got homeboys who didn’t make it back to they home
hold up
talkin’ ’bout my cousin tony
my partner cane, lieutenant soldier
my cousin w+nkie, my uncle joseph
they gone
and it coulda been my face on the shirt
coulda been me takin’ my place in the dirt
god knows, i deserve to get erased from the earth
plays with the worst of them
and they wasn’t even the worst of men, i shoulda got merked with them
’cause i was livin’, doin’ dirt with them
but over my mistakes, the son died, thank god for grace, amen
[chorus]

thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out
thank god i made it out
i made it out

- tony tillman lyrics

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