My Hood

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Socks and sliders everywhere and 
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every day
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Full English breakfast at a caff,
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 not a café
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No, no, baby, we don't let 
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strangers come our way
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But you should come to my hood, 
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my hood, my hood
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Meet me at Morley's, best fried 
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chicken is in South
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I'll show you gangsters, don't you 
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go running your mouth
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Mopeds are racing, 2AM outside my 
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house, oh yeah, it's loud
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But come to my hood, my hood, my 
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hood

[Link: Ray BLK]
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Oh, you should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood, my hood
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You should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood
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Yeah, you should come to my hood, 
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my hood, my hood, my hood
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You should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood

[Verse 2: Ray BLK]
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Barely anyone at school after 15
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We're chasing paper then Blue 
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Borough should be green
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I won't lie, finding a way out is 
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our dream
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But you should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood
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Top floor of Pepys estate, we'll 
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show you our world
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That building turns you to a 
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woman from a girl
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Now time to stop, life flashes 
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past you in a whirl
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But you should come to my hood, my
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 hood, my hood

[Chorus: Ray BLK]
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On these streets, these streets
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In the dark, we glow
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On these streets, these streets
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We're high when it's low
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On these streets, these streets
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Through concrete, flowers grow
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In my hood, my hood, my hood, my 
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hood
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You should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood

[Verse 3: Stormzy]
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I'm from a hood where niggas make 
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their money, then they move
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The woman in the Caribbean shop is 
always rude
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Tryna get a patty just to complement
 my food
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So why you gotta tell my friends to 
move?
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No, we gotta balls the food when we
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 see the feds spin it
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Bare "wah gwan"s, I ain't seen you 
for a minute
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Coming from the land of wings and 
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chicken filets
Where you're from, man won't be able
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 to read but he can bill it
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You can see why that's a problem, 
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any given problem
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Staring in my face? I'mma ask you 
"what's the problem?"
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You can be Bane or you can be Robin
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But we've had a lot of Dark Knights 
living up in Gotham
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Man, there's babies having babies, 
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man, it's crazy up in my hood
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Shit's got me praying that I die 
good
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Where we'd rather buy guns before 
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we buy books
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Where they left us in the dark, so 
we light kush, my hood

[Bridge: Ray BLK]
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There's no place like home, no place
 like home
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Buy me any ticket, I don't wanna go
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To a town where there's no one like 
me round
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Don't take me there or anywhere

[Chorus: Ray BLK]
         F#                G#
On these streets, these streets
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In the dark, we glow
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On these streets, these streets
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We're high when it's low
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On these streets, these streets
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Through concrete, flowers grow
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In my hood, my hood, my hood, my 
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hood
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You should come to my hood, my 
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hood, my hood