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letra de coming home - swindle

someone get my city on the phone
tell them i’m coming home
spent a different kind of life on the road
tell them i’m coming home
many don’t make it where i come from i
think we should make a toast
come a mighty long way from the road
tell them i’m coming home

it’s that motherf-ck your couch i’m rick james
they don’t know my story but they didn’t my name
bet they knew my chin way before they knew my face
but i’d rather chase money than the stories these days
read all about, re-read all about it
made it from the rubble through the struggle to the mountain
now i’m looking down at all the reasons why i doubted
almost lost my way for a second but i found it
almost lost my way but i’m moses with the cane
almost lost my brother he got able with the game
still can’t feel my lungs but i’m in love with mary jane
now i see the clouds from different kinds of paper planes

never worked this hard to stay the same, i’m different
got a new smile, got a new spirit got a new heart i’m lifted
tell them badman keep their distance
tell them badman keep their distance

someone get my mama on the phone she don’t have to miss me
sending all the love i give to you, i go hipster with me
night time from my lowest i get no-one i get demons with me
now i rock the jungle with my pride i got simbas with me
i know they been plotting on my angels
but they just can’t put dents in my halos
save a penny save a pound save a peso
hit them all before they lay low
before i lay my crown hope i grow to make a queen
royal from the soil throwing stones don’t make you king (ah)
pray i don’t fall prey to violent things (ah)
even with my back against the ring (ah)

never worked this hard to stay the same, i’m different
got a new smile, got a new spirit got a new heart i’m lifted
tell them badman keep their distance
tell them badman keep their distance

and round and round and round and round
much reason to celebrate
young black boy dun made it you know
let’s be honest
i could’ve flexed boy back when like shakespeare with the b-ll-cks
fell from grace i don’t need forgiveness till i’m old in age reminiscing on my golden days
teaching wrong from right with my old mistakes hold the page
let me get my mind right
these day’s i’d rather listen than talk
the wise man knows he knows nothing at all i
put down the club on my evolutionary walk
that means i changed my own pathway before i could crawl as if fate decided
to let karma take the wheel i’m filled with a beautiful emptiness welcoming
you are welcome if i need time to help me then i’ll be it
who’s words reach further
the man who whispers peace to find peace
or that who yells his troubles some to exalt his troubles
won’t you help me find the solace you promised
trying hard to forget fleeting euphorias
i can’t keep on running if i don’t know what from
i can’t keep chasing a moment that’s already gone
so if i reach for the stars hope i fall on the moon
and if i fall hopefully they don’t forget me to soon
tell my city i’m coming home

- swindle

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