The Hood is my Home

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I have the hood in my veins

the hustle is my blood,

The hood is my home

the hood showed me love.

I have street in my brain

the struggle on my mind ,

The hood is my home

the hood showed me life.

I have pain in my eyes

mouth opens with lies ,

The hood is my home

that conveys silent cries.

I have a hood as my home

the one I’ve always lived in,

The hood showed me sin

Now I pray for forgiveness.

My home has eyes,

and it watched me grow

The hood is my home

the only one I know.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 30, 2012 ⏰

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