Testo Florida - Nu Breed
Testo della canzone Florida (Nu Breed), tratta dall'album Creekwood Run
I'm from Florida, born and raised
I let the sunshine lead my way, let it lead my way
I'm from Florida, Heaven's sakes
I pray to God for better days
I come from a place where most of us don't make it
A place in Central Florida, better known as Lakeland
I was born out there by wall bash
At two years old, we hauled ass to the green swamp
In the tall grass rock ridge where the swamp's at
Trailer trash, they called us that
Thirty-two, but I'm all of that
These backwoods is my habitat, old country boy in the Cadillac
No palm trees, no beaches, just cotton mops and leeches
Talking creatures like these wild hogs that'll rip your ass to pieces
That city like you can keep it, country raised, thank you Jesus
Southern bread, better believe it, I'll never change
I pledge allegiance Humboldt County's biggest secret
Really live in what I'm speaking
Never heard of new green
Well howdy duty, nice to meet you
And these police around here, they don't play no games with you
Let them catch you with their work, they put you clean up out of business
Now they got you in the system, the county jail where you living
Better write your mama, write your daughter, tell them to come and visit
I'm from Florida, born and raised
I let the sunshine lead my way, let it lead my way
I'm from Florida heaven's sakes
I pray to God for better days
It's hard as hell to get love here, they love you more if you ain't from here
It's a lot of guns, a lot of thugs, a lot of sluts and drugs here
I ain't talkin' bad, I'm talkin' facts, I know it's real cause I did all that
But now I'd rather forget all that and I pray to God to forgive all that
We got daddies in the pen, and mamas on the binge
And no matter what she did, the mama's still gon' get the kids
Nine times out of ten, that's just the way it is
Down here in Florida, they gon' do your ass in
See, I've been at the bottom, cause I live at the bottom
Gatin' dudes born to lose, it's hard to win at the bottom
I fought addiction and overcame it, gotta be strong if you gon' make it
Ain't nobody gonna save you, see you come up, they gon' hate it
My granny taught me prayers, my daddy taught me betrayal
My uncle taught me love, and my mama showed me hell
My heart showed me pain, baby mama showed me jail
My kids gave me life and taught me how to find myself
I'm from Florida. born and raised
I let the sunshine lead my way. let it lead my way
I'm from Florida heaven's sakes
I pray to God for better days
I'm from Florida Born and raised
I let the sunshine Lead my way. let it lead my way
I'm from Florida Heaven's sakes
I pray to God for better days
Oh, oh, oh
I'm from Florida
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Writer(s): Luke Breneman, Mike Johnson, Eliot Krimsky
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