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spoken word - cash (chinese and spanish heritage) lyrics

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reminded me of my fathers whistle/

him and mom separated when i was two/

probably caused childhood issues/

running out of tissues/

from years of tears and fears of failure/

these just my train of thoughts, i’m not trying derail ya/

can ya…feel it like braille/

grandma ain’t been feeling well/

we pray through sickness and health/

sh-t i get sick of it myself/

family ain’t working it out/

some how we use to build/

hope for change like a wishing well/

there’s a difference between rich and wealth/

my skin tougher the leather remember when i use to get hit with belts/

momma lighting spiritual candles i would watch them melt/

ever felt worthless like you ain’t have a purpose/

finger nails dirty, i’m barely scratching the surface/

no surf and turfs just some leftovers for breakfast/

with only five dollars me and dev would have to stretch it/

at five years old i was already stressing/

raised in n.y. but grew in a state of depression/

some lessons i could never forget/

and some sh-t i never regret/

(gotta live with regrets, gotta live with regrets)

i could forgive, i can’t forget tho/

holding on to memories to strong for me to let go/

thinking how grandpa still make christmas feel special/

he’s a gift sent straight out of heaven, the children said so/

maybe one day i could be the man he is to the family/

got five younger brothers, my only sister sammy/

hope y’all can understand me/

don’t know what it feels like to pop a xanny/

but if it makes your body numb, than you know where i’m coming from/

uh, the slums…see it could make or break you/

this was made for y’all to relate to/

been dealing with the breaks since grade school/

smelling base coming out of that bas-m-nt/

i was adjacent…looking for friends to play with/

every friday was watching jason/

don’t get me wrong i’m not complaining/

just explaining how a childhood got tainted/

the son of substance…get acquainted/

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