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

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.»