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Guerilla Maab - Not My Home lyrics
f/ Peaches, T.A.Z. [Z-Ro] I haven't smoked a sweet in 27 days When I'm under pressure, I feel it's necessary to blaze And I'm asking Jesus what can I do, anytime I go and pray This world is killing me slowly, my hair is growing gray I remember not too long ago, bumping given the bums Now in 99, I'm struggling to live in the slums I'm not use to the lavish shit, no water no food or no phone Highly invested and filthy, nigga this is my home Bout ready to give up the ghost, but only cowards give up the fight But how can I teach my son to read and write, if there's no lights What does it take to get a piece, of the motherfucking American pie When white folks stab you in your back, before they stare in your eye Working on my last nerve, and what give a motherfucker the nerve To think that he's better, cap in my face With a Lexus and Benz, let me run and go chase my cheddar You see the title is overdue, but they deny me my throne I must be a foreigner to this place, this world is not my home [Hook] This world is not my home, I'm just-a passing through My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue The angels beckon me, from heaven's open doors And a nigga can't feel at home, in this world no more Feel at home, in this world no more [T.A.Z.] I try to leave it to the Lord, to judge the living I just hope I'm one of the sons forgiven, when it's time to make decisions For the scandalous life I'm living, breaking ties for riches Ain't no friends in bidness, nothing but lies and snitches Deep in the mind of mischief, money making motivates crime Soldiers fighting the war blind, or destined to lose everytime Live by the pain I've seen the flames trapped, more lives than you could believe My back are facts of scars, of all the times I've been deceased [Trae] It's forever, Guerilla until I die When I'm dead and gone, mama don't you cry I know, it's too much pain involved But you gotta be the one, to keep my alive They wanna see me leave, but they better believe I'm not going out, without a fight Everybody wanna charge it to the game Cause I be living the fame, and I'm on top Of the game, stop yelling my name And gon leave me alone, you better get gone I don't wanna get the chrome, you better go on get away Hollin' out what's the deal, all because of my skills And now you claim you real, you better sit back and chill Lord knows, that I'm just passing through And they be the ones, that'll be making me do Thangs, even though I think sometimes I'm wrong I gotta hold my own, so I can roll on [Bridge: Peaches & (Trae)] Everyday that goes by, it gets harder I only try to survive, the pain Can someone, please explain Why it's driving me insane Cause the more hope, the more brain The more light, the more change The more it stays the same (I know you heard we guerillas But I really just, can't take no more Everybody proceed, to show me love Therefor this world, is not my home Why do they wanna see me go Man I done been through enough But I know the Lord's, gon take care of me When I get up above) [Dougie D] Peep this, they try to tell me that the world was lovely But otherwise, they be trying to fuck with me But I keep my eyes open and lovely I be balling, can't even be approaching me Ready to slap motherfuckers, that be approaching me These hoes ain't fin, to get close me And land in my house, eating my groceries Demons be trying, to test a G When all the anger and pain, been stressing me But I just can't let it, get the best of me I ask the Lord to guide and bless a G Even though I done, and lived the dirt wrong I'm making a jack, cause the world ain't my home Everybody wanna see when you fall Especially, when you done worked so damn hard So I watch em, with they schemes and plots Wanna try to come, and take what I got Infrared dots, on they fat ass knots And make it sho', that the enemy come to a stop [Hook - 2x] |
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