DJ Preservation - Still Heir lyrics

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DJ Preservation - Still Heir lyrics

[Intro] This by design, man You supposed to feel this, b Word [Hook 2x] Raised in ruins Rage is the influence Sold sins Still heir, no winds [Bridge] Suffering, ain't feel nothing less hurting Gloom looming and d**h certain Found some wait around, some run to it It's life's line, tight bind, can't undo it [Verse 1] Raised in ruins, rage is the influence Grew in piss, used to wish for a early out Mourning's rough, wasn't strong enough for world of doubt When shots blowing, it's the not knowing If that errant stray land the day you stop growing Wasn't fufu, used to roaches in the kitchen Feeling lost, peeling off a notice of eviction My loved ones hugged jums, moments of addiction Put it as documented footage, no erroneous depiction The site's sights was lots and abandoneds The town's sounds was pops from the cannons No hopes or notions, it's gritty we learning Would've swore it was Gomorrah how the city was burning Took subsidies to cover my mother needs But a cheese plate can't negate them bloody leaves [Hook] [Verse 2] In stained parks the brainwash was programming loot Deep in the streets reaching for low-hanging fruit To make math, grapes of wrath, I united vine Won't stay down, only playground's a idle mind Heads together, results hand to hand Was kids talking to kids man to man My parch started when I ran them grams Of soft from the porch across to my scrambling fam Being used as vehicles, lad unloading the bricks Disguised a prize as bag of soda and chips Coached to be poetry in motion, no need of mules Ain't know the harm, that that bomb would be the fuse Did a dozen for my cousin, the recipe of hungry Knew I was too young to arrest, blessed me with a 20 Elite green for preteen, especially when bummy Not enough to get fresh, but *yes* I'm getting money Now it's time to climb till it's run-ins of my own Either paid, grave, cage, or humbly atone [Hook] Raised in ruins [Bridge] Raised in ruins Rage is the influence "Even in a ghetto world, or a poverty world, where things are not going so smooth, one must be taught that you are responsible for your own decisions, your own actions, your own words..."