Place Called Home - Ugly Heroes

We are the blood, sweat and tears

The people we feel the love and the fear

Doesn’t matter where the hell you go

There’ll always be a place called home

They say the New Detroit is coming

People flocking back the opposite

Way on the James cousins

And I don’t know if I would call it ill intention

The city needing something

I suppose is still progression

Positive folks you want to take on that

Endeavor sure but doesn’t need another store

That’s filled with leather goods

And when I think you know the watches

I don’t think about Detroit

I think installing profits

They praised entrepreneurs the restaurateurs

And tell the residents they should be resting assured

Gangbuster beat the police back up

Paying themselves on the back

For putting street lights up

You ambulances still don’t run on time

Cops still harassing people pulling guns on time

Let’s just see how long the new Dollars last

When the people with the blue collars SAS

We are the blood, sweat and tears

The people we feel the love and the fear

Doesn’t matter where the hell you go

There’ll always be a place called home

(always be a place called home)

And we know there’s a time for change

But you are where your heart remains

(where your heart remains)

That’s the matter where you take that bro

There’ll always be a place called home

Yeah strategically place, highways, liquor stores

Cameras, stop lights, neighborhoods

Divided by race I grew up in the middle ground

One of the only places in the city

Where people from all backgrounds were found

Rogers park, Koreans, Blacks, Jews, Latinos

Pakistanis, S*** there was even some

Black Jews no one had a problem with anybody

We had what we needed giant game of 21 we needed everybody

Lander Submarines in the corner

Now it’s a currency exchange guriu

California Chippewa learner with warm parks

Baskin-robbins online used to hit the building on Howard for lunch

Cop from quick stop in high school a couple blocks from my school

bibles love to the Hudson Schwartz Miller

The Gables lived closest Mike

Robbie comma rob’s and neuroses

We are the blood, sweat and tears

The people we feel the love and the fear

Doesn’t matter where the hell you go

There’ll always be a place called home

(always be a place called home)

And we know there’s a time for change

But you are where your heart remains

(where your heart remains)

That’s the matter where you take that bro

There’ll always be a place called home