Make It Home
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Make It Home
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Ayy look, I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home
Yeah
'Cause the world can be toxic
Especially when your skin looked like chocolate
At one point they sold us for profit
But we made it out of the gauntlet, we chosen
Yeah, on my mama, the south side still holding
Yeah, go for broke for the ones that are broken
Yeah, please don't make me no hashtags or slogans
My whole hood is golden
That's why I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold)
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home (Make it home)
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold (Paved with gold)
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home
Yeah
'Cause they riding with choppas
And might turn you taper to pasta
Don't hardly see daughters at alters
Probably cause there ain't no more fathers, they stole them
Yeah, put in cages by racists patrolling
Yeah, the hood is a lane to the pens like we bowling
Yeah, please don't make us no hashtags or slogans
Black people are golden
That's why I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
I pray you catch a wave
That doesn't subside
This for the nappy heads in heaven
With a nappy head Christ by they side
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold (Streets be paved with gold)
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home (Hope you make it home)
Yeah, may your streets be paved with gold (Streets be paved with gold)
Yeah, hope my whole hood make it home (Yeah)
I hope you make it home
I hope you make it home
I hope you make it home
Home, woah
I hope you make it home (Make it home)
I hope you make it home (Make it home)
I hope you make it home (Make it home)
Yeah (I hope you make it home)
I hope you make it home (Make it home)
I hope you make it home (Make it home)
Hope you make it home
I hope you make it home
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