Show Me the Body, Skunk Rott, Chris Wilson, Pierre Botardo - My Whole Family

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Just a baby In the city
Was a roach
Still a roach
Family still with me
I try to hold
They getting cold
I just want to go to the place where the worries don’t roam
Either out back home or out on the road
I fear the day that I can’t ever go back
Sick of pushing all I had to the past
I’m turning back the clock using my own hands
Looking back at time, was never given a chance
Gave back heaven, but I was left at the gates
This love I had, brought the taste of fate
From the tombs on my own
Out of reach, can’t be controlled
All alone, no help, hell beats again
All alone, no home, hell till the end
Feeling zero, I want out
Feeling zero, I need out
Creeping death, I feel it’s breath
Rears its head, now I’m dead
No one ever told me
That life would be this tough
I’m not the one for giving up
But it’s just not enough
Now I just push
Getting by’s a hassle
I work myself to death
The world can suck my fucking dick if I can’t be myself
Just a baby
In the city
Was a roach
Still a roach
Still with me
Family
Getting cold
I try to hold
Just a baby
In the city
Was a roach
I’m still a roach
Still with me
Family
I try to hold
They getting cold
«CSB, Can’t Stop Bombing. WRS, We Run Shit. NVC, Nasty Vandals Chilling.
Back in the days, bombin' the D’s, the F, the 1, the blah blah blah blah blah.
. Nothing fuckin' better to do at 15 years old, right? Robbin' paint,
robbin' stickers, robbin' markers. Go up to the layup, fuckin' carrying pipes
and shit.»