Locksmith - Bloodline lyrics

Thumper on his lap, bullet to his head
God in his soul so he good as dead
God only knows what he really did
Niggas lookin' for him, but he never hid
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, niggas dyin' on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the-

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Drug addiction afflicted within my bloodline
Both sides of my families
Victims of drug crimes
Uncles on my mother's side smoke crack
Finance 'em selling guns where my
Other uncles was at
Braaat, it's on the news, we in the news
They call us terrorists, embarrassed
I was so confused they hypocrites
So our temperament was unamused
I asked my father
He said "Ignore it and finish school"
I was bruised
Too uninformed to even make the connection
Hard to spot the money flow when
It's going in both directions
Hard to take a stand when
They stand on your neck
Yeah, take a stand and they
Stamp you a threat
Yeah, that's how they do us on the daily
They don't show the bullets and
Tanks aiming at babies Nah
They don't show the various ranks that yell
"Pay me" every time a war is fought
They block borders like

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All this time in Richmond momma
Said we had to go
Yeah, if you hesitate to set a
Date to pay the toll
Yeah, half they family living with us
That was on the low
Yeah, never put them on the lease
At least it kept us close
Yeah, early on it was ambulances and coroners
Later on in life it was
War stories from foreigners
Both baring arms that's
Manufactured from here
Unaware when aware they sharing a puppeteer
Dear, guarded brokers
It's hard to swallow the notion
From a household divided by
Land masses and oceans
Sandcastles are bogus when the
Beach is flooded still you have to dig deep
To beseech what's coming
I at least had cousins
I at least had brother
Good or bad had examples
To police my struggle
Neighborhood had a handsome way
To speak so subtle
Pipe dreams on both teams until
They breach your bubble
It's sickening to the disenfran'
They don't wanna see from a different stand-
Point, instead want a different strayer
I don't wanna sleep through a mystic plan
I don't wanna be so distant, damn
But it's wearing thin
The roots of my family tree
Were fertilized with sin, lord

Thumper on his lap, bullet to his head
God in his soul so he good as dead
God only knows what this nigga really did
Niggas lookin' for him but he never hid
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the daily
Yeah, niggas dyin' on the daily
Yeah, that's how they do it on the

Yeah, woah woah woah yeah, woah woah woah
Yeah, woah woah woah yeah, woah woah woah
Yeah