Correction Paroles Hometown Heroes par Tom MacDonald

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I'm a legend where I come from, go ask around, they'll tell you stories
If I was there, that party never stopped until tomorrow morning
From bandos on the east side to the skate park where they sipping 40s
If I was there, that sh*t was never boring, that's hella true
My hometown was the wonder years, must've drank a couple hundred beers
Must've jumped a couple dozen fences running from the cops, blood and sweat and tеars
And everyone who I knеw back then still waiting for me back home
They're like, "f**king Tom MacDonald, man, that guy was such an as*h**e
He's a racist, he's just famous 'cause the controversial songs"
Shut the f**k up, I just beat Eminem on the iTunes charts, I'm number one, b*t*h
I broke the hearts and burned the bridges, find me at the skatepark, I'm getting stitches
Find me on the East Side on my free time, of Vietnamese guys there were a bunch of killers

Y'all counting your pennies, I'm counting my blessings, this sh*t is depressing
I left and got famous, y'all stayed in that city, got jealous and angry and broke and arrested
hometown hero, can I please have your attention?
Hate me if you want, b*t*h, I am legend

You're not where you came from, you are what you make of it
If they see my city, then they know my name's [?]
I'm the hero, you can like it or not
You're not where you came from, you are what you make of it
If they see my city, then they know my name's [?]
I'm the hero, you can like it or not

But you don't know, everybody got history
Little me, I was in the sh*t
Can't get in, call me quick
If you ran outta weed, I always had a grip
If they're talking sh*t that I'm there
Not afraid to go make things weird
Little boy, I ain't scared, I don't really care
Post my address, I'mma be there
Y'all told me I was no star, baby wouldn't go far
Baby moved to Hollywood and showed up with the crowbar
Keep talking sh*t, my back breaks, the whole city on straps, what? Don't [?] you should be thanking me for putting your town on the map, f**k

Y'all told me I was way lost, how you like your day jobs?
I'm still playing games and smoking weed, now nothing changed much
we don't blew up and we're gone
We're your hometown heroes if you like it or not

Land off the fake, small town, don't [?]
No one be great, throw it in they face
Everybody just gave up, "It's too hard, we don't make enough
It's our demographic, not the way we're rapping, they've just never heard of us"
Man, it's time for you to just face facts, never play the game around one lap
You never made a name, you never happened, you're not a has-been, you're straight trash
You can hate me, but you need me, I am what you daydream
I became what you want, there's no way to replace me

News flash, motherf**ker, I don't blew up and I'm gone
Still got that popular vote, I see the signs on their lawns
I'm your hometown hero, you can like that or not
I got the keys to the city, and I'm changing the locks

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