47 Miles Till Home Songtext
von Tylr C & $adflcko

Forty seven miles till home
We tryna bring some smiles
And we still climbing the rope
I never leave the zone in the studio surrounded by smoke
We all surrounded by hope
We well grounded with astounding quotes
We well rounded from growth
Reading Malcolm X speeches
Studying things you should know
Americas best secret is already known
Segregation is our weakness
And they teach it in homes
Are you willing to fight Uncle Sam and Jim Crow
For now it′s forty seven miles to home
The things I've encountered
I think about it for hours
It leads to a drink and a smoke
With a ice cold shower
Pouring down my emotions deep in the drain
My third eye was once open but now it′s estranged


You'd prolly notice if you wasn't so entertained and brainwashed
I′m open minded so we taking these chains off
Sometimes I need to be reminded of the places I came from
Rejuvenated they compensating with lies
We live in destruction and it′s celebrated all the damn time
Inflation like none other the rich stay rich
While the middle class dies just lucky to be alive
The rhymes all realigned cause I'm no longer blind
Grand rising no mourning when the sun rise
Rustin in the rain Tyler Childers hard times
The devil and his rotten finger touching on your third eye
Making you blind
You got redemption you can redeem
Liberation inside turn the people divine
Through the art of our rhyme
I feel the cold from the snow
I walk into the glass from last night
There can′t be no mistakes out here
They will exploit any prey in site
Things are easier said then done
But you gotta have the will power to fight
The only thing I plan to steal is our soul back
Build the ladder to climb to new heights
The view can be kinda scary
And the ride maybe more than you can handle
No warning shots cause it's a waste of ammo
Fatigues color camo
Ima solider like I′m Rambo
Don't believe the propaganda
Covering up more scandals
They Unjust and unrighteous
They don′t want us to be free
So it's up to me and you to find true liberty
The view can be kinda scary
And the ride maybe more than you can handle
No warning shots cause it's a waste of ammo
Fatigues color camo
Ima solider like I′m Rambo
Don′t believe the propaganda
Covering up more scandals
They Unjust and unrighteous
They don't want us to be free
So it′s up to me and you to find true liberty
Forty seven miles till home
We tryna bring some smiles
And we still climbing the rope
I never leave the zone in the studio surrounded by smoke
We all surrounded by hope
We well grounded with astounding quotes
We well rounded from growth
Reading Malcolm X speeches
Studying things you should know
Americas best secret is already known
Segregation is our weakness
And they teach it in homes
Are you willing to fight Uncle Sam and Jim Crow
For now it's forty seven miles to home
It′s forty seven miles to home
The view can be kinda scary
And the ride maybe more than you can handle
No warning shots cause it's a waste of ammo
Fatigues color camo
Ima solider like I′m Rambo
Don't believe the propaganda
Covering up more scandals
They Unjust and unrighteous
They don't want us to be free
So it′s up to me and you to find true liberty