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Loneblood
obskyurd Rezerekshun
A sad life
Chorus:
This is a story bout me and mah siblings
always at a struggle whatever life brings
we took in our grasp
didnt have a little shit
it was the only way to get up n grip.
verse 1 Loneblood
everyone at skoo got all the tyte gears n shirts
while me and mah brutha sharin stuff it really hurts
that we didn't make money like the rest of the kids
comin into class dirty socks n shoes that didnt fit
wearin the same cloths n shoes day in n day out
thats why we turned to the streets to show em wat we about
always stayed single cause aint no bitch like scrubs
turnin our life around becomin g'z west side thugz
I asked mah dad for money but he dont make enough
couldn't even catch up wit late bills n buyin our stuff
lookin ghetto like stray childs left all alone
my fuckin mama all her solutions be drinkin at home
my homies later all show me luv and they provided
borrowin cloths from a homie just to have sum tight shit
god neva aanswered my prayers most he always turned down
what could I do when I needed to fit in a homies crowd
face turned mean muggin after junior high schoo
I stopped havin respect for all them fuckin rich foos
they'd neva undastand they was born happy to the world
they was born wit peace n luv their bitches had diamond pearls
verse 2 Loneblood
I can really see why some of mah home bois gone gangsta
I mean they dont give a shit they all livin off their prayaz
mama hatin mah tatts especially dads name on mah back
she'd get her name their too if she was tryin like mah dad
dear lord you gave me and mah siblings a bad numba
born at the wrong time I was like born to hate n suffa
watchin t.v on a half broke down couch
cushions all ripped up theirs stain on the ground
walls soaked wit mold and got these big ass cracks
I always slept by the door layin on a flat matt
Shedded tears for years when mah thoughts go to mah past
especially the times me and mah brutha chasin cash
mah dad losin his mind can't help but only imagine
a better future for the 3 of his kids wit all his passion
promises to disney world ever since we was only babies
mah momma had anutha man who knew she was crazy
sick of the same conflict between her and our fatha
they neva got along now they wonder why we even bother
to smoke weed n drink alcohol stayin on our feets to stand tall
stealin stereos at night cuz our days was so hard
- Álbum:
- obskyurd Rezerekshun