Bunk Rivers - The Latchkey Kids

I hate my color
I hate my nose
I hate my hair
I hate my clothes
Made it home
I wait alone
Ma at work and papa gone
Baby, baby, navy blue
I can smell the pain in you
Took the pain and made it you
Frankly, I'm afraid for you
Shawty, I'm the same as you
Thought suicide might be nothing
Then again, might fuck round
Come back as a bug or something
So I'm stuck here

I was waiting on deliverance
Dear Lord, won't you talk to me again
So I'm stuck here
I was waiting on deliverance
Dear Lord, they been mocking me again

Had to let them know
I was down bad and broke
I was down bad and broke
Couldn't make no moves
Didn't know which way to go
Come and navigate me, Lord
Yeah I heard they recruiting
I can fly overseas
Explore a foreign land
If I die for my country
Maybe I will feel more like a man
They went shooting at my bro
And my bro he made it crank
I be praying for my bros
They be too turnt up to think
He said
Don't waste your worries on me, my boy
But choppas not armor, my friend

And still we ride with them, okay
It seem like common sense, I know
Long ways, we lost some friends, okay
The way you honor them, you blow it
I just wanna know where it all ends
I been having bad dreams, my Lord

Dear Lord, I been waiting on deliverance
Dear Lord, they been mocking me again
Dear Lord, I been waiting on deliverance
Dear Lord, won't you talk to me again

Won't you tell me who can take a boy
With no last name
Why don't you tell me who can take a boy
With no last name
This a song for the latchkey kids
This ones for the latchkey kids
Here's a song for the latchkey kids
With no last name
Gang
That's gang
Gang
That's gang

Written by:
Shaquille Brissett

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