Home (Brugmansia)

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? "..f*ck, 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 HOME