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on me.

You can work miracles, this I know,
I don’t care how You do it, just bring him back home.
Jesus, you know I believe You can bring him back
produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no static at all

Static mixed in but it don't cling
To a fat rope dope Gucci link or an earring
Hand now
adore
I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Lookin' for the choo-choo train that brings him back

I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin'
call scratch 'n sniff
I don't bite, so let me be clear
(Hey mic controller, let's steal some of Paul's good ideas)
So now alter that and back
And change things and bring y'all back

I'm pourin beer out for y'all
I'm singin I saw the light from my cousin Paul
Life brings a lot of tragedy
I look
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "epidodes ii," like
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you
Make you look like a fool boy

Saw him
in him, I'll never understand. But it's a sorry life to live lovin' a sharecroppin' man."

His back is nearly broken by the time his day is through
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
F*** what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "epidodes ii," like
...just to get by 
Just to get by, just to get by 
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like asailor 
I paint a picture with the pen like
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "epidodes ii," like
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "epidodes ii," like
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "epidodes ii," like
to the dome
Down the puto fell, I guess I'll meet the punk in Hell
Simon, he seen my face but a dead puto can't tell
Jumped in the ride, headed back
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
step down from your throne
And let me bring you back to the earth

Need I remind you
I am the ruler here
Don't overlook that fact
Swearing
by the time that lasts 
Make you wanna take back every second 
So you wanna bring back every second 
To re-live this moment with family, best
puts them all away
Next to his medal and a flag, that she would gladly give back

If it would bring him back to Memphis
So he could take her in his
back pocket
I grab you by your neck,
I pull it out a socket
Range, Range, Range,
Rover, Rover, Rover,
Blow this fuckin' task
Police pull me over
But I
to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live

Now Betty's back home with her mother
Joe's back on the assembly line
But he brings in his pictures and his
Life is full of finer things
They're lost and found in the dark
It's the dog by the highway
Who said "Going my way?"
Now, he lives in your own
on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I
You wanna know what trill is? Tell 'em Paul Wall

[Chorus]

I'm a survivor of the struggle, I live by the code
In the city where greed and envy