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clock
Never on time
So I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting for him, just to get high, to get by
Waiting on a friend
South Atlantic Ave
I'm waiting
with this?-- 
--Gang Starr-- 
--I'm one of the best yet-- 
--I'm nice like that-- 
"It's all good" ---> Noreaga 
--In this business of rep--
Where are my mama and daddy?
They came a long time before me
Now, we've come on the steamship Atlantic
From our home far across the stormy sea
When you smile at me well I feel so good
Come on home
I can't be mad at you like I know I should
Come on home
Well you took me for a ride
And I
doctors
Good old pickpockets
Sip moonshine
So-called coons, shines and darkies
I love ya'll
Pyramids to cotton fields to Wrigley Fields
Forgotten men
die.
My life's been so sweet I just can't stand it.
I must admit I've made out like a bandit.

Last night's conversation with a real good friend of mine,
doctors, good old pickpockets sip moonshine
So called coons, shines and darkies, I love y'all

Pyramids to cotton fields to Wrigley Fields
Forgotten men
you?
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
yet 
I'm nice like that 
"It's all good"
In this business of rep..
[Second time insert this verse, "so I suggest you take a rest"]

[Guru] 
So if
baby 
W: Need you by my side 
T: Come home baby 

W: I'll be good to you, I promise 
I'll do anything you say 
I want your kiss; I can't go on like
I got a letter
It come to me by mail
My baby's coming' home
I hope that she don't fail

[Chorus]
Because I feel so good
I feel so good
You
Home, sweet home, nigga. Home team, nigga. Home team. Your home 

nigga, your home, nigga. Come on back. Come on back. Mash Out Posse. 

Firing Squad.
left...SNOW, I still be a hoodlum
'cause good dayz come to those WHO TAKE 'EM
And I'm fed up, if there was so much things outta ya
I gotta screeaam! (Aaah!)
I got a letter
It come to me by mail
My baby's coming' home
I hope that she don't fail

[Chorus]
Because I feel so good
I feel so good
You
got better
I said, "come to L.A for peace and good weather"
We got an apartment just so we could spark it
MP in the front room, records in the closet
When Josie comes home
So good
She's the pride of the neighborhood
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire
I got a letter
Come to me by mail
My baby's comin' home
I hope that she don’t fail

You know I feel so good
Well, I feel so good
You know I
I got a letter
Come to me by mail
My baby's comin' home
I hope that she don’t fail

You know I feel so good
Well, I feel so good
You know I
We can give them that
So it's off to war we go (I couldn't believe it)
Bring out all the flags (I never believed it)
Fight the good fight 

It's
Transcribed by scott tucker


I walk home everyday from my jobs
And the pay's not so good
To two rooms, it's not that much, where I keep my stuff
But
me open up your legs like suicide doors
The goose got me loose Petrone got you goin
I can keep a secret so you could take me home
I could make you moan
give a row
Atlantic A-D-see is what I'm always givin' up
So niggas see-ware of the notorious "Panic Zone"
Crazy S-be	-G
By the way it's Mr. Gangsta Bone
All right, it's your turn to give something back so let's hear a couple of chords. now where are ya ? come on!
I got a letter, it come to me by mail
Oh, I could talk all night with you
Lying by your side
All about the times we've had
And everything to come

We're always good together
And with you
wreckage
That I've come to love so well
Yes, color me stunned and dazzled
By all the red white and blue flashing lights
In the American intersection