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mikhael daniyel - viii. home lyrics
hook:
yo you can never chat to me about road/
i’ve been homeless steady sleeping on these roads/
yo and you can never chat about post code/
like moses walked through every post code/
and you can never talk to me about the struggle/
living in a hostel 20 people on a hustle/
used to fantasise one day i’ll own a bimma/
so treat everyday like jesus last dinner/
verse:
i’ve been living on these roads strong/
so it ain’t nothing for man to strap a road song/
when i had no p for a place to sleep/
had to walk on my feet till i felt like my toes gone/
peak will i eat tomorrow man i hope/
used to get g-ssed when i could afford a can of c0ke/
felt to give up asking can i cope/
but i knew i’ll blow my lines where piffer than a gram of c0ke/
3 am on a park bench calmly/
my girl allowed me to stay but she charge me/
4 bills for 2 weeks barmy/
plus mum and dad were warring like an army/
when i touch the road/
i swear down this was not in my head/
looks of disgust in the eyes of public/
like they wanna head top me worst than the feds/
so the soul turned colder/
god gives his toughest battles to the strongest soldiers/
living out a suitcase lock it with my shoelace/
brush to clean the boots mate the other for toothpaste/
the things that you take for granted is what i fantasise/
like a ghost view the world from a phantoms eyes/
until the maserati on the cantons drive/
ima be on the road to success like i canny die/
hook:
they say money is root/
and those that make loot are too fake like tooth/
but have you had a 89p custards cream diet/
your views are a comfort lie not truths/
don’t judge a book by its cover/
but i’m judged coz i’m a darker colour/
don’t you lie mother f-cker without a hoodie undercover/
you will never see a n-gga as your brother/
so don’t try and ask me to be friendly/
when you subconsciously unfriendly me/
so if you see a bunch of black brothers in a group acting up/
it’s because the world unfriendly we/
so we react like a chain/
but all we want is the fortune or the fame/
it’s like every single man is treated the same
like narstie let me tell you about pain/
hook
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