Mamas Bible Daddys Bullet
TitanChord
Mama left a King James with my name in the spine
Daddy left a forty-five and a fishing line
She died praying for me on a Tuesday in June
He died on the back porch the following moon
I was thirty-one, working a roofing crew
Got the call at noon, didn't know what to do
Drove home through the heat to a house gone still
Found her bible on the table, found his by the windowsill
Two parents, two gifts, one man in the middle
Choosing every morning which one I am — little
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
On the dresser side by side
One says: walk a narrow road, son
One says: swallow what's inside
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
Lord, I picked them both up twice
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
That's the price
Got the bible in my truck, got the gun in my house
Read the one when I'm rising, hold the other when the doubt
Comes calling at the hours when the bottle calls louder
And the only thing keeping me's a slow-drawn power
She'd say: son, the Lord is a coward's only friend
He'd say: be your own god 'til the very end
And I'm a half a man of each, fifty-fifty split
Walking down the line where the inheritance sits
Two parents, two gifts, one man in the middle
Choosing every morning which one I am — little
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
On the dresser side by side
One says: walk a narrow road, son
One says: swallow what's inside
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
Lord, I picked them both up twice
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
That's the price
My boy's eleven now, sleeps in the room I had
Asks me what to keep when I'm gone like my dad
I told him: keep the bible, son, keep the bible close
But the second drawer ain't yours
That weight ain't yours to hold
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
On the dresser side by side
One says: walk a narrow road, son
One says: swallow what's inside
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
Lord, I picked them both up twice
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet
THAT'S THE PRICE
That's the price... that's the price...
Timing is estimated — lines are spaced evenly across the track.
Mamas Bible Daddys Bullet
By TitanChord · Country Rap
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Lyrics
Mama left a King James with my name in the spine Daddy left a forty-five and a fishing line She died praying for me on a Tuesday in June He died on the back porch the following moon I was thirty-one, working a roofing crew Got the call at noon, didn't know what to do Drove home through the heat to a house gone still Found her bible on the table, found his by the windowsill
Two parents, two gifts, one man in the middle Choosing every morning which one I am — little
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet On the dresser side by side One says: walk a narrow road, son One says: swallow what's inside Mama's bible, daddy's bullet Lord, I picked them both up twice Mama's bible, daddy's bullet That's the price
Got the bible in my truck, got the gun in my house Read the one when I'm rising, hold the other when the doubt Comes calling at the hours when the bottle calls louder And the only thing keeping me's a slow-drawn power She'd say: son, the Lord is a coward's only friend He'd say: be your own god 'til the very end And I'm a half a man of each, fifty-fifty split Walking down the line where the inheritance sits
Two parents, two gifts, one man in the middle Choosing every morning which one I am — little
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet On the dresser side by side One says: walk a narrow road, son One says: swallow what's inside Mama's bible, daddy's bullet Lord, I picked them both up twice Mama's bible, daddy's bullet That's the price
My boy's eleven now, sleeps in the room I had Asks me what to keep when I'm gone like my dad I told him: keep the bible, son, keep the bible close But the second drawer ain't yours That weight ain't yours to hold
Mama's bible, daddy's bullet On the dresser side by side One says: walk a narrow road, son One says: swallow what's inside Mama's bible, daddy's bullet Lord, I picked them both up twice Mama's bible, daddy's bullet THAT'S THE PRICE
That's the price... that's the price...
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Country-rap story-song with southern gothic weight, opens on creaking
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