Po'Boy (feat. Flewnt & Harts)

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

What others know, the world can't do me no harm

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

I come from an ancient land that is strong and rich with the culture

Now I'm stuck inside a city of self pity and vultures

I see a cop grinning, he whistles and taps his holster

Ready to pull the trigger like R2 on controller

That's messed up, I know that my life wasn't blessed up

But that don't give 'em rights to just come and arrest us

Next I see, blue lights behind me

I guess that it's strike 3, I'll try to keep my head up

What have we missed?

Whatever lies under the mist?

What ever crime did we commit

To ever get put under something like this?

Tell 'em we nine

We on a cloud up in abyss

We are the people, the first to exist

Don't have to put up with none of your shit

Cut like a knife

Open up like a surgeon

All the rain we submerged in

Held the trauma since birthing

Tell 'em it curtains

Since they came we been hurtin'

Poor boy victim to the streets ain't deserve this

They're not deserving this, a victim of the system, yeah the urban kid

Fuck suburban bliss, it's just an urban myth

No one concerned with him

A younger lad who's more a punching bag for his drunken Dad

He's wondering why he's hurting him

He's living a life and it never get better, you better be ready to handle the weather

The streets getting them ready to run when they're robbing a shops and often

Just wanting to eat for the treat

But Police got him that day

Now he's in court, front of a judge hopin' they hear him when he say I'm a poor boy

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

(Long way from home)

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

(Long way from home)

What the others do, the world can't do me no harm

(Do me no harm)

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

We've had enough, listen up

I'm putting in my 2 cents

Been about the trouble since they Labelled me a Nuisance

Nothing but the struggle, my brothers in the recess

Locked up by the huddle doin' time by the sentence

Tell 'em, cuz, we love you

Poor boy lucky

Came up by the grain of his teeth getting ugly

It's a cold world trust me, when no one there to help you

A long way from home on our way can't stop me

You can't stop it, it's pure and not for profit

Fewer are for losses of dollars inside their wallets

Being poor's not the problem, the problem is in ya pocket

Taking just what ya wantin' and seeing no other option

When I'm dead and inside my coffin I'll rest knowing the fact

Everything I've ever taken I've given it right back

You took what you shouldn't, you shouldn't disguise that

Ya been caught out buddy we ready to fight back, I'm a poor boy

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

(Long way from home)

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

(Long way from home)

What the others do, the world can't do me no harm

(Do me no harm)

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home

Babe, I can't stay here long

Babe, I can't stay here long

What the others do, the world can't do me no harm

I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home (Long way from home)