My Whole Family

Show Me the Body & Pierre Botardo & Chris Wilson & Skunk Rott - Rock, USA
My Whole Family
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Duration: 3:04
Lyrics
[Chorus: Julian Cashwan Pratt] Just a baby in the city Was a roach, still a roach Family still with me I try to hold Getting cold [Verse 1: Skunk Rott] I just want to go to the place where the worries don't roam Either out back home or out on the road 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 [Verse 2: Chris Wilson] From the tombs of my own Out of reach, can't be controlled All alone, no help, hell beats again All alone, no home, hell 'til the end Feeling zero, I want out Feeling zero, I need out Creeping death, I feel it's breath Rears it's head, now I'm dead [Verse 3: Pierre Botardo] 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 [Chorus: Julian Cashwan Pratt] Just a baby in the city Was a roach, still a roach Still with me, family Getting cold I try to hold, oh Just a baby in the city Was a roach, I'm still a roach, ayy Still with me, family I try to hold They getting cold [Outro: David Kaplan] 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
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Credits
- Writers
- Julian Cashwan Pratt
- Noah Cohen-Corbett
- Chris Wilson
- Pierre Botardo
- Skunk Rott