![Sanctuary - D Smoke](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/32847557722023925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, WoodWorks
Song language: English
Sanctuary |
From the get, we was only kids, lil' motherfuckers |
Run and flip, acrobatic shit, chill, motherfucker |
Then we split, some banana shit, real motherfuckers |
I still love you |
This shit might rub you the wrong way |
But when it hit, make a play of it, build, motherfucker |
I do this shit to pave the way and shit and heal motherfuckers |
Catch my drift, start a wave and shit, a skilled motherfucker |
I still love you, 'cause all our sins are buried |
You’re my sanctuary |
Look, look, homie, what it do? |
What it like? |
What that vida be? |
Homie, keep it true |
What insights? |
What new chemistry did struggle offer you? |
What bright lights did your tunnel flash to make your future unabashedly |
Fasten to the idea that we just here as builders? |
We got mountains of strength from all the shit that nearly killed us |
Been lost count of the days when 115 bus rides on Manchester led to encounters |
Pages will read all about us |
Saying, «These niggas are ridiculous,» three brothers who breathe indica |
One younger lil' Libra will get discovered while reading The Alchemist |
How can this be the outcome? |
I just wanted my family to outrun |
All the predators headed in every direction |
Ronald got sons reppin' every complexion |
From the get, we was only kids, lil' motherfuckers |
Run and flip, acrobatic shit, chill, motherfucker |
Then we split, some banana shit, real motherfuckers |
I still love you |
This shit might rub you the wrong way |
But when it hit, make a play of it and build, motherfucker |
I do this shit to pave the way and shit and heal motherfuckers |
Catch my drift, start a wave and shit, a skilled motherfucker |
I still love you 'cause all our sins are buried |
You’re my sanctuary |
Palms facing in when we knelt and confessed our sins, uh |
When you got brothers, your brother’s friends are your friends, hmm |
My back, you cover if ever danger approached |
Most teams ain’t got a Frank Vogel, can’t win the game with no coach |
Pops went insane when we fought each other, exchange on the ropes |
Caught wind of beef in the house and immediately turned the stove on |
To cook the fat off that bastard |
Leave the blood in the middle |
True brotherhood is so rare, best instruct them cubs while they little |
Bare knuckles dug in our ribs when our uncles felt we were brittle |
Toughen up, lil' motherfucker, suck it up, you a killer in training |
Not a killer of laymen |
But an assassin of anything that keeps your passion from gainin' |
That’s why I’m saying |
From the get, we was only kids, lil' motherfuckers |
Run and flip, acrobatic shit, chill, motherfucker |
Then we split, some banana shit, real motherfuckers |
I still love you |
This shit might rub you the wrong way |
But when it hit, make a play of it, build, motherfucker |
I do this shit to pave the way and shit and heal motherfuckers |
Catch my drift, start a wave and shit, a skilled motherfucker |
I still love you 'cause all our sins are buried |
('Cause all our sins are—) |
Down in the ocean where the boats delivered the whole civilization |
Knowing precipitation leads to green leaves, we’re growing it like a baby |
Sowing us many seeds and flowing like irrigation |
Noise all around us, poised for innovation |
Boys gon' be boys, but toys won’t be they savior |
Family business, strugglin' with addiction |
Muggin' any nigga tryna judge, do me a favor |
Don’t do me no favors, no, no, no, no, nigga |
My brothers stay on our toes, we go get it |
Our mother raised us with faith and tenacity |
The audacity to read through these lyrics |
And walk in forgiveness like Jesus did |
Big heart and flaws when you see the kid |
Swear when we down, won’t believe this shit |
We got stripes like Adidas, man |
From the get, we was only kids, lil' motherfuckers |
Run and flip, acrobatic shit, chill, motherfucker |
Then we split, some banana shit, real motherfuckers |
I still love you |
This shit might rub you the wrong way |
But on the clique, what a only kid feel, motherfucker? |
I can’t imagine life without three of you real motherfuckers |
RonRon, Davion, and SiR might heal motherfuckers |
And I love you, and all our sins are buried |
You’re my sanctuary |
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