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Raised in the Wild (Explicit) - 1 AMVRKA
Written by：Jesse Scott Hill/Rudy Maya
I grew up in a two bedroom house down on elm street
With the mom and my sister brother
My auntie and uncle and my cousins
She had a kid or 3
You see my daddy wasn't home the man called
So my daddy had to join the war now my daddy gone
So the family outta home mama said the prayers
Soldiers knocking at the door and I'm all by myself
Life ain't easy it's a horror that we ride on
But we ride on
My choices my voice built my home my heart stones
I was raised in the wild USA USA
I was raised in the wild USA USA
My whole city made of stone granite walls
And a sofa made of bricks sh*t it's where I was born
I have my granny on the phone with my brother called
Just to tell me that he loved me and
To tell me that my boy was gone
So rip to my niggas nef I miss you dog Eric sh*t
I miss you dog Lana sh*t I miss you dog
When she was home and I was on too much sh*t
Lost friends I grew up with
In the blink of an eye like pop pop pop
Life ain't easy it's a horror that we ride on
But we ride on
My choices my voice built my home my heart stones
I was raised in the wild USA USA
I was raised in the wild USA USA
Someday I'll be as free as the world itself
As I prepare to lead you out the pearly gates
Someday I'll be as free as the world itself
As I prepare to lead you
I was raised in the wild USA USA
I was raised in the wild USA USA
I was raised in the wild USA USA
I was raised in the wild USA USA
