Beat - “Throwback” by Anno Domini Nation

Lyrics

Dont leave the light on Momma
I aint coming home tonight

Dont leave the light on momma
shit aint sorted out and Im

Little bit stressed about how things appear

they trying to lure me into the game

and Ive realized Thats all ive ever fucking wanted

remember when we was living off atlantic
you said you wished it was the ocean and the motions
of brown bagging my lunch made you feel like you needed to find me another daddy at the nightclub

and I woke up in the dark went downstairs and you weren’t there but it smelt like throw up and I knocked over the scale and I knew you was going to whip my ass when you got home

Dont leave the light on Momma
I aint coming home tonight

Dont leave the light on momma
shit aint sorted out and Im

Little bit stressed about how things appear

they trying to lure me into the game

and Ive realized Thats all ive ever fucking wanted

I got the piece uncle eric left me before he joined with the org
But I aint taking it just gonna knuckle up like a fool try and settle a madmans score

and i’m sure its the wrong thing to do. I’m nothing but a head to these big game hunters but the animal in me
says this time I gotta roar
and if word gets back that my heads on display
let it be lesson to my brothers you only reap what you sow you only repeat what you know you only pay what you have and youll never spend what youve earned