takin it back
takin it back *Verse 1:* Young, couldn’t even spell the word "abandoned" But I felt it when they came and grabbed me and my fam CYFD at the door, blue and red lights dancin’ Said "pack a bag," but we ain’t even had a chance Me and my siblings, split up like we fragments Different homes, different schools, different last names They stopped the visits, then they signed on the mandate Terminated rights, told us "mom and pops ain’t changin'" Foster care cold, ain’t no love in them blankets Had to grow up fast, ain’t no time for no tantrums But we made a vow, "when we older, we gon' manage" Get back as one, put the broken back to granted And we did — teen years, finally back together But the damage was done, and the trauma last forever *Hook:* Took me away, but I’m takin' it back From the system, from the streets, from the pain in my past Got a son now, so I’m back on the track Tryna get right with Jesus, ain’t no lookin' back Took me away, but I’m takin' it back *Verse 2:* Freshman year, straight A’s, teacher’s pet in the class Had a dream, had a plan, tryna make up for the past Then sophomore hit, and the anger came fast Junior year I was numb, and the grades started crash Senior year, F’s on the report, tryna laugh But inside I was dead, tryna hide in the mask Empty house, empty heart, and the pain in my dad Never had him around, so the block became dad Crips said "we fam", gave me love that I lacked Gave me color for my hurt, gave me blue for my black 16, I was claimin', 17, I was slangin' Pack in my socks, and the pistol had a hanger *Verse 3:* First time in cuffs, cold bench, concrete Cop ain’t smile, said "you a product of the street" Did time in the county, laid there on that cot Starin' at them bars, said "Lord, this can’t be my spot" No felonies on my name, but I seen how quick it change One bad move and they’ll throw the book, tryna give me range 20 still in the streets, thinkin' I was grown Then 21 hit me different when I held my son Held him in my arms, and I knew I had to run Run from that life, run to something real ‘Cause he looked at me like I was somethin' he could feel Proud of, not ashamed of, not another lost one So I dropped the flag, left the pack in the past ‘Cause my boy deserve a dad, not a daddy behind glass *Verse 4:* Now I’m fightin' for my life, not with fists but with faith Tryna break generational curses for my son’s sake For my siblings who held me, for the ones who look up For the ones in the dark, tryna find where the sun’s at Ain’t gon’ lie, it’s hard, when the past call your phone When the money ain’t right, and the streets say "come home" But I hear Jesus louder, sayin' "child, I got you" Took me out the system, now He’s workin' in the system too From straight A’s to F’s, to a cell and them facts To Father, to forgiven, now I’m runnin' my race back Tell my son when he older: "Daddy fell, but he stood" And the blood that saved me, still runs through the hood Took me away, but I’m takin' it back
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takin it back *Verse 1:* Young, couldn’t even spell the word "abandoned" But I felt it when they came and grabbed me and my fam CYFD at the door, blue and red lights dancin’ Said "pack a bag," but we ain’t even had a chance Me and my siblings, split up like we fragments Different homes, different schools, different last names They stopped the visits, then they signed on the mandate Terminated rights, told us "mom and pops ain’t changin'" Foster care cold, ain’t no love in them blankets Had to grow up fast, ain’t no time for no tantrums But we made a vow, "when we older, we gon' manage" Get back as one, put the broken back to granted And we did — teen years, finally back together But the damage was done, and the trauma last forever *Hook:* Took me away, but I’m takin' it back From the system, from the streets, from the pain in my past Got a son now, so I’m back on the track Tryna get right with Jesus, ain’t no lookin' back Took me away, but I’m takin' it back *Verse 2:* Freshman year, straight A’s, teacher’s pet in the class Had a dream, had a plan, tryna make up for the past Then sophomore hit, and the anger came fast Junior year I was numb, and the grades started crash Senior year, F’s on the report, tryna laugh But inside I was dead, tryna hide in the mask Empty house, empty heart, and the pain in my dad Never had him around, so the block became dad Crips said "we fam", gave me love that I lacked Gave me color for my hurt, gave me blue for my black 16, I was claimin', 17, I was slangin' Pack in my socks, and the pistol had a hanger *Verse 3:* First time in cuffs, cold bench, concrete Cop ain’t smile, said "you a product of the street" Did time in the county, laid there on that cot Starin' at them bars, said "Lord, this can’t be my spot" No felonies on my name, but I seen how quick it change One bad move and they’ll throw the book, tryna give me range 20 still in the streets, thinkin' I was grown Then 21 hit me different when I held my son Held him in my arms, and I knew I had to run Run from that life, run to something real ‘Cause he looked at me like I was somethin' he could feel Proud of, not ashamed of, not another lost one So I dropped the flag, left the pack in the past ‘Cause my boy deserve a dad, not a daddy behind glass *Verse 4:* Now I’m fightin' for my life, not with fists but with faith Tryna break generational curses for my son’s sake For my siblings who held me, for the ones who look up For the ones in the dark, tryna find where the sun’s at Ain’t gon’ lie, it’s hard, when the past call your phone When the money ain’t right, and the streets say "come home" But I hear Jesus louder, sayin' "child, I got you" Took me out the system, now He’s workin' in the system too From straight A’s to F’s, to a cell and them facts To Father, to forgiven, now I’m runnin' my race back Tell my son when he older: "Daddy fell, but he stood" And the blood that saved me, still runs through the hood Took me away, but I’m takin' it back
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