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My Kid Brother - Native Tongue (Live in Los Angeles)

My Kid Brother - Native Tongue (Live in Los Angeles) Performed live at The Future Is Fearless Pop-Up in January 2020 Listen/Download the self-titled EP: https://found.ee/mykidbrother​ iTunes: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_it​ Apple Music: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_am​ Spotify: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_sp​ Amazon: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_amz​ Amazon Music: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_amzm​ Pandora: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_pd​ Deezer: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_dz​ YouTube Music: https://found.ee/mykidbrother_ytm​ Stay Connected with My Kid Brother: Website: http://mykidbrothermusic.com/​ Instagram: https://found.ee/mkb_insta​ Facebook: https://found.ee/mkbfacebook​ Twitter: https://found.ee/mkbtwitter​ Subscribe to Fearless Records on Youtube: http://found.ee/fr_youtube​ Stay Connected with Fearless Records: Website: http://www.fearlessrecords.com/​ Facebook: https://found.ee/FearlessFB​ Instagram: https://found.ee/FearlessIG​ Twitter: https://found.ee/FearlessTW LYRICS: Caught you lookin’ past my shoulder Gonna tell you in my native tongue But if the wrist does a twist The you’ll know that the wicked eat their young People scratchin’ just to taste it Like they don’t know right from wrong But this place has a taste And the flavors live the barrel of a gun Standin in the sun-soaked streets In the land of perfect teeth Hate to say I told you so With such sincerity Someone take me home Cut me through the clouds Back to Leesburg I found out I’m a sentimental dog who comes around But don’t belong I miss my native tongue Someone take me home Cut me through the clouds Back to Leesburg I found out I’m a sentimental dog who comes around But don’t belong I miss my native tongue You’re so desperate to impress us Raise your finger take a call Felt so hip in your kicks Couldn't wait to let me know how much they cost Act like you’re so far above it Guess that I should bite my tongue To be fair we don’t share much at all Except the air inside our lungs Standin’ in the sun-soaked streets In the land of perfect teeth Hate to say I told you so With such sincerity Someone take me home Cut me through the clouds Back to Leesburg I found out I’m a sentimental dog who comes around But don’t belong I miss my native tongue Someone take me home Cut me through the clouds Back to Leesburg I found out I’m a sentimental dog who comes around But don’t belong I miss my native tongue