Home (Brugmansia) Lyrics

I'm Outside, having thoughts of my bredrin

In the nights that followed, the plague made an entrance

BBC news articles, widda sentence, from his brothers

Yet for the fiends, there's no sentence

Ughhh

The painnnn in a syllable, "discontinued" case by the MET

When my needs aren't met

Am I the one to blame, for being cynical?

When change aint visible?

They associate, £20k, to a mate, a life's worth more

But expect no ridicule? Huh?

Fifteen, I'm finding out the identities

The feds don't listen I guess, but the streets, it ever speaks

It never sleeps, I'm plotting a revenge

Not the perfect peace I pictured, but peace nonetheless

I put the ps down, I put the p in a ped

They thought I had no p, coz I was focused on my ed'

They never saw me, I was posted at the morleys, waiting for the walkies

Nah, no talks g

I got this metal, and I'm quick to make a leg shake

Do this job one time, then headed on the m way

Hiding out, scour round, holding out, what, homies now?

NFL, get man down

Ima buy me 10 yards, and build it on your mothers house

Nah I gotta ride out, Nah I gotta kill them, before suttin kills this high now

Equipped with the sutton, I'm tryna done a man from High Down

Lately, my minds been foolish, surely, I cant feel all of this, and, still not do things

I seen man run from his wife and the kids, coz he got a new child on the way

Tryna balance out, two, tings

And I seen man blew (blue) with the dots and I guess, that's right on cue

When he pull (pool) sticks

Pleaseee

My brudda dont lose it, when all the bloods rushing to your head

And the snaps of you dead, and then you regret, tryna act all ruthless

I ain't never had regrets, from the drugs to the sex

When I talk this sin curse that I bear, I abuse it

AND WHAT

I can take mans life, and my nigga keep the sticks near the white like thyme and rice

I ain't paid that price, but I'm storming through the high street

And when this ting lands, there's no point of man taking flight

He's gonna lay there nice

Playing with my mate, and the games, he's a snake, in my eyes

He warn roll that dice

And he thinks he's bad coz he does rolls with guys, nuh uh

You best change that line

Thinks he's bad coz he just rolled on a guy, that had a normal life, and

You're not bad coz you killed him, why?

"..fuck, is this the violence that they prophesied, heads sliced off, I wouldn't care if they apologi-"

She stopped me, in the middle of the street

Short, and stubby black legs, but rosy in the cheeks

Suddenly, my legs became weak and

Aunty waved a flyer in my face, then she did speak

"He has awoken, Haven't you Heard?

Messiah, The Chosen

Kingdom has opened, crown of dead roses

In your last days, son, what is your focus,

See your soul is so homeless

I see your anger,

Blacked for an x, you're less of a panther

Beware of the manda, I know that you're scared, think, is this the answer?"

I couldn't STAND her

I shift right

She prodded at my chest, and then

The leaflet, pressed instead, it read

"Nathaniel said unto him,

Could any good thing, come from Nazareth? Philip said unto him…

Come and see!"

Come and see,…come and see?

I have to see, what could this be, God knows me

Maybe I was mad at myself, crying for help

She brought me, to the brink of tears, then I ran somewhere else

HOME

I had to get home to my mum

I was warned of the kingdom come, thy will, sure be done, so, so

The hate laid bare on heart

I didn't know, where else to place it, except in my yard, wid GOD

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