Homeboy Sandman - Holiday lyrics
[Homeboy Sandman - Holiday lyrics]
It must be the holidays
You called me who you are then say love me
It must be the holidays
You hold me here in your arms
And say love me
My brother grew up in the projects
He fully never had no prospects
I made a record about how progress is a
Process but he don't feel the concept
He thinking about the fast money
When I'm gone, he never ask for me
I tell him no gracias to grass
He embarrassed for me
He and the brothers that he hang with
Look at me like I speak another language
My uncle in and out of jail
He always making jokes that I'll be
In and out of Yale
And just cause I'm not always
In and out of tale
And faithful to my lady maybe I am not a male
I like to say that I don't care
But relatives be not relating to
Me like I'm weird
At least on holidays I see them
Once or twice a year yeah
My sister be going hard though
"I love you but why you still
Ain't got a car for"
"I live in the city, what I need a car for"
"So people could see you got a car, bro"
Even though I'm always sharing it
Somehow it's like I don't exist
If I ain't wearing it
Don't matter if there's no comparing it
It doesn't matter unless everyone
Is blaring it
My cousin loves to go clubbin'
She loves places if you look
Broke you can't come in
She got two kids from casual cuttin'
Sometimes black eyes
Her shades are not covering
She think putting up with that is
How to find a husband
I understand they go through things to
Which I am not accustomed
But holidays shouldn't be the only
Time I hug them
How insane
Always looking for what's different instead
Of seeing what's the same as far as hip hop
Nothings scarier than a two parent household
In a middle class area
And don't let you go to school
Unless you on the corner on a on a stool
Recognize that otherwise you best be on
The corner with a tool
Or headed toward the corner with your crew
I'm sorry I'm so lucky
I'd take the heat if that
Would take it off you, trust me
I'm thankful for the times the po
Nine did not bust me
I know I'm fortunate to recognize
That God loves me
You could see that from a mile away
So sometimes it's hard to see
The light of day
The justice system and the prisons, man
They gotta wait cause, I hardly see my
Families except for holidays
You called me who you are then say love me
It must be the holidays
You hold me here in your arms
And say love me
My brother grew up in the projects
He fully never had no prospects
I made a record about how progress is a
Process but he don't feel the concept
He thinking about the fast money
When I'm gone, he never ask for me
I tell him no gracias to grass
He embarrassed for me
He and the brothers that he hang with
Look at me like I speak another language
My uncle in and out of jail
He always making jokes that I'll be
In and out of Yale
And just cause I'm not always
In and out of tale
And faithful to my lady maybe I am not a male
I like to say that I don't care
But relatives be not relating to
Me like I'm weird
At least on holidays I see them
Once or twice a year yeah
My sister be going hard though
"I love you but why you still
Ain't got a car for"
"I live in the city, what I need a car for"
"So people could see you got a car, bro"
Even though I'm always sharing it
Somehow it's like I don't exist
If I ain't wearing it
Don't matter if there's no comparing it
It doesn't matter unless everyone
Is blaring it
My cousin loves to go clubbin'
She loves places if you look
Broke you can't come in
She got two kids from casual cuttin'
Sometimes black eyes
Her shades are not covering
She think putting up with that is
How to find a husband
I understand they go through things to
Which I am not accustomed
But holidays shouldn't be the only
Time I hug them
How insane
Always looking for what's different instead
Of seeing what's the same as far as hip hop
Nothings scarier than a two parent household
In a middle class area
And don't let you go to school
Unless you on the corner on a on a stool
Recognize that otherwise you best be on
The corner with a tool
Or headed toward the corner with your crew
I'm sorry I'm so lucky
I'd take the heat if that
Would take it off you, trust me
I'm thankful for the times the po
Nine did not bust me
I know I'm fortunate to recognize
That God loves me
You could see that from a mile away
So sometimes it's hard to see
The light of day
The justice system and the prisons, man
They gotta wait cause, I hardly see my
Families except for holidays