Y.B.P. Danny Brown (Ft. Bruiser Wolf)

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[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
Let me change the channel with the pliers
Wet clothes on the porch, we ain't have a dryer
Spending food stamps, wait ’til ya leave the store
Too many in the bed, had to sleep on the floor
'Cause my cousin always pee, getting whipped in the morning
Every night can't sleep, got me tossing and turning
Late night in the kitchen, here I’m always fussin'
Got my ass beat, I ain't even do nothin'
Seen her crying in the kitchen and I don't know why
Caught my aunt smokin' crack and she got a black eye
Living on Focus: HOPE and we tryna get by
Sippin' on WIC juice, wash it down with chili fries
Homie shot at the Coney, hope he survive
Only go to church when someone die
Kids raisin' kids, all tryna be grown
Things never fix when we come from broken homes

[Chorus: Danny Brown & Bruiser Wolf]
We was young, black and poor being raised in Detroit (Raised in Detroit)
You can never learn what a nigga been taught
See, we was young, black and poor being raised in Detroit (Young, black and poor)
You can never learn what a nigga been taught
See, we was young, black and poor being raised in Detroit (Raised in Detroit)
You can never learn what a nigga been taught
See, we was young, black and poor being raised in Detroit (Young, black and poor)
You can never learn what a nigga been taught