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to the house. I'll show 'em to you Really!
Senator Hawkins: I I might do that.

Senator Trible: Rape, incest, sexual violence is like sandpaper to the soul
Is it much to admit I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house

I don't care for
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
My heart is like a hand-me-down made soft by older brothers
My body's like my father's house, the sin of genera~ons

Damn the circumstances
Life
my story, and who I'd come for 
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore" 

My father's house shines hard and bright 
It
My father's house was warm at night
he used to sing me lullabyes
just like his father before him always did
just like his mother would have done
and mother's not around
Father's just sleeping, and mother's not around

We're going to twist until we tear the house down

You should see my little sis'
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
you 

who I am, strapped with E-Double my man 

Back in Business once again, plus we backed by Def Jam 



This is the funk (huh) comin out
My heart is like a hand me down
Made soft by older brothers
My body is like my father's house
The sin of generations

Damn the circumstances
love 
Perfect rest in me is promised 
In my Father's house above 
When my spirit clothed immortal 
Wings it's flight through the realms of the day
There's a room in my father's house
Full of old heirlooms
Grandma's Bible, Grandpa's trunk
To a total stranger no more than junk
The closest ties
and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
Is it much to admit I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house

I don't care for
My father was too weak to parry the blade
As death's scythe swept through the house one night
When we were busy doing other things
Dust filled his
You're in the house
I went for mine
So go for yours, kid
And to my man Showbiz and all that
Lord Finesse
riding 
Down that old eight lane 
I passed by a thousand signs 
Looking for my own name 

I went with nothing 
But the thought you'd be there too
Tali's in the garden
By the wishing well
Wishing he could find a way
To break the magick spell

That keeps his father far away
Across the windy
eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went
riding 
Down that old eight lane 
I passed by a thousand signs 
Looking for my own name 

I went with nothing 
But the thought you'd be there too
Belongs to the house where my father died

Won't catch his spirit in a candle
On or alive in it's guttering glow
And death comes through these streets
know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell 

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I
every day
Plastic surgery breast implants the small hustler made you cry
Because he was confused, you lay while he play
Cleanin my house, you look