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home - jered sanders lyrics

[intro: toy story sample]
*tv remote cl!cking*
rex: it’s too fast how can he even tell what’s on?
pig: i can tell
toys: whoa stop there it is go back!

[jered sanders]
yea, back again
it’s real hope hop circa 1985 homie, god over money!
no more play time mamba mentality, light

[verse 1: jered sanders]
it’s been a long time coming spent the summer on the back burner
fl!ck the tub another black murder
and now i’m digging into facts further tripping how
the stats hurt us chilling at the crib it’s all a wack circus
feeling like i got another year before i lay it down
shoot the shot or play the bench it’s all a mind game
but then poota asking when daddy finna sway the crowd
praying for sound then i point forward like lebron james
keys open doors so a brother trying to turn them in
but on the real i’m to different like fraternal twins
praising god he forgiven my eternal sin
praying i don’t search revenge or journal about a hurtful friend
yea, to die is gain so it hurt to win
pandemic had me thinking dealing like i’m max scherzer
30 records in 30 days pen a verse again drop a tape
catch a couple waves i’m a black surfer, yea
hey the bars getting lower every hick*up
but look around use your pupils and never slip up
but that’s a cold bar if your minds lit up
cause think again homie pupils backwards is really slip*up
i seen a shorty try stunting pull a birkin out
air max mans dress when she go the purchase route
trying to get a double tap hoping that it’s worth the clout
grubbing on the world wonder why it’s never working out
aye if i ever catch a body it’s premeditated
predicated on the fact i desolated any writers block
and every shot i ever hesitated taking or
accelerated when i should have waited
on my momma i done defecated
many times with the eyes on a prize wasn’t mine god
supplied another line i duck and hide a bunch of times y’all
the heat was on i burned the cake another duncan hines
and tuck the lines away with pride dawg, it’s real
i got the fear of god then i start to listen
i ain’t talking about the tenants
i ain’t talking about the spinach dawg
i’m talking about forgiveness and a witness
he spoke the dust and molded up his image
made a chicken thus a village god the muscle with his spirit
don’t ever second guess it i’m a buss it at the wicked
the blessing better stretch it double fish and five loaves
got enough to fill up every single city pot hole
cause he pity my soul, yea
i spot a city and it’s really bright gold homie i’m home
[outro: skit]
stress unhappiness and damage mental health are all things that can happen when you lie
to prevent this from happening practice telling the truth
and if it feels like you are about to lie just think how you would feel if you knew someone was lying to you

- jered sanders lyrics

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