Racoma - OTB Lyrics

[Verse 1]All your horses leftLeft on the race trackYou bet one by oneThrow away money like that[Chorus 1]Driving into BrooklynShe's wondering how's dadHe's left the TV onIt's part of his daily formatIt's in his silenceIt's in his get-back stingAll in this bottleOh when it bottles up to something[Verse 2]All your horses leftLeft on the race trackIf I listen closelyHarmonicas play back[Verse 3]I'm not one to talk aboutThe sentimental moments in my lifeThe phone it rings and my sisterAnswers the lineI know it's toughBut mom deserves the truth this timeGuess we gotta break the newsGuess we gotta break it[Outro]All your horses leftCan't denyYou meant too muchStay groundI'll stay the only courseIn my life for youThat I'm sure