Miles Philly - Resurrection Lyrics

Oven doors heat up the home
Mom working doubles to keep the things that we own
Cracked tiles no granite or marble stones
I ain't saying we were poor but the struggle is all I've known
Mice tryna creep in the crib acting like stowaways
Drug dealers roaming the streets looking for proteges
Nightmares of life ending early that never go away
Barely went to church but in these conditions you learn to pray
Cracked feigns begging the kids for their allowance
Can barely stand still them zombies can keep their balance
How much poison can diminish the pulse it's like a challenge
Cops circle the block doesn't affect the violence
The game is repetitive still the feeling is timeless
The hoods loud till someone dies and then there's silence
Only escape is learning to ball or acquire knowledge
And even then a hole can get forced inside of your conscious
Gangs playing ball with the kids just to distract them
They raiding homes stealing rims they bout to cash in
You notice but you got to pretend like it ain't happen
Or else you'll be on that shirt words in familiar caption
Those you know using they features become different
Have family over the house suddenly things are missing
People that you trust start to steal to feed their addiction
And if they could they'd leave you without a pot to piss in
Feigns cooking they flesh, snow is the perfect seasoning
Babies having babies the cycle starts to repeat again
Her pops gone couldn't stomach how life was treating him
Her mom got a new man focused on how to keep him in
Stray bullets entering homes sender unknown
Turn the lights out and lay on the ground nobody's home
The worst part is after your waiting there by the phone
Hoping you don't call saying someone you know is gone
Cops got a smirk on they face when they arrest you
Gang members laugh the second they try to test you
Parents worried sick for they kids it's so stressful
To give you false hope they try to claim that you're special
It's hard to believe in safety when you were torn from it
It's hard not to be ready for war when you were born in it
All we know now is pallbearers and coroners
And grieving over the souls of everyone that was close to us
It's a long horror story without an ending
At first it's like chaos then it becomes tempting
The perfect storm and you thought water was meant for cleansing
But all the rain brought was mold and cracked ceilings
It's no game no cards when they are dealing
They'll fill your heart with steel and tell you no hard feelings
Don't matter if it's summer the feeling is so chilling
The writings on the wall and the bloods on the buildings

Oven doors heat up the home
Mom working doubles to keep the things that we own
Cracked tiles no granite or marble stones
I ain't saying we were poor but the struggle is all I've known
Mice tryna creep in the crib acting like stowaways
Drug dealers roaming the streets looking for proteges
Nightmares of life ending early that never go away
Barely went to church but in these conditions you learn to pray
Cracked feigns begging the kids for their allowance
Can barely stand still them zombies can keep their balance
How much poison can diminish the pulse it's like a challenge
Cops circle the block doesn't affect the violence
The game is repetitive still the feeling is timeless
The hoods loud till someone dies and then there's silence
Only escape is learning to ball or acquire knowledge
And even then a hole can get forced inside of your conscious
Gangs playing ball with the kids just to distract them
They raiding homes stealing rims they bout to cash in
You notice but you got to pretend like it ain't happen
Or else you'll be on that shirt words in familiar caption
Those you know using they features become different
Have family over the house suddenly things are missing
People that you trust start to steal to feed their addiction
And if they could they'd leave you without a pot to piss in
Feigns cooking they flesh, snow is the perfect seasoning
Babies having babies the cycle starts to repeat again
Her pops gone couldn't stomach how life was treating him
Her mom got a new man focused on how to keep him in
Stray bullets entering homes sender unknown
Turn the lights out and lay on the ground nobody's home
The worst part is after your waiting there by the phone
Hoping you don't call saying someone you know is gone
Cops got a smirk on they face when they arrest you
Gang members laugh the second they try to test you
Parents worried sick for they kids it's so stressful
To give you false hope they try to claim that you're special
It's hard to believe in safety when you were torn from it
It's hard not to be ready for war when you were born in it
All we know now is pallbearers and coroners
And grieving over the souls of everyone that was close to us
It's a long horror story without an ending
At first it's like chaos then it becomes tempting
The perfect storm and you thought water was meant for cleansing
But all the rain brought was mold and cracked ceilings
It's no game no cards when they are dealing
They'll fill your heart with steel and tell you no hard feelings
Don't matter if it's summer the feeling is so chilling
The writings on the wall and the bloods on the buildings