Hmong Rap - 20 Sherman PL
HMONG RAP
20 SHERMAN PLACE
(JiN's Verse)
i'm pickin up cigaret butts on the spot
and i would never give up on the memories of us
drinkin in the garage living dust seeing poor stuff
yet i haven't got enough of broke down ghetto rough
like you see in the tv big movie screens i missed
miss placed myself younger cats livin well
better than this ghetto place that i like to call hell
broken cover card board windows the cold wind blows
how the summer wind breeze and the cold winter froze
the old yellow house on the corner of the road
20 sherman place ya know lets all make a toast
wishin for butter cup carpets but my bad harvest
busted by the cops before bout 34 of us
4 packs for 24 budlight budweiser ain't much
in the bus that we ridin' hidin warm in the garage
with the heater gauge high due to the best one that i bought
(Yoshi's Verse)
let take it back to 20 sherman place
It was a lost wine but let bring back the taste
It was an old house and we turn it into a home
I tell yall man i never grew up alone
it was all a team, gather up brothers dream
put the puzzle pieces together man we a team
we would tell story jokes while laugh at being broke
it was sad but all of us never give up hopes
loosen up the anger and bury up the fire
soak in them jokes and things we all desire
we all would laugh and clap, clap and chill
gather up all the meats and put them on the grill
mom would laugh with us and she would clap with us
gather up together man it had to be a MUST
but all the pains and memories hung in my face
while my heart was bury at 20 Sherman Place