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ass
I rather do my dirt by my lonely
Don't worry bout nobody tellin on me
I never seen a bitch turn a dolla down
Give us free, give us free
Ahmistod 
In

myself
So I took a walk outside
Strolling down the sidewalk
Tryna clear my mind
Thinking "why's the sun so bright?"
Maybe I should go back home and cry

Shit, I'll drive you out of town so them clowns don't get ya
I'm down to do the time
'Cause you my partner in crime
(As long as I'm alive, I'ma live

wig? (How many?)

How many of them live? How many of 'em made it home back to they kids? (Not plenty)
This shit'll get real, this shit is for real

listen
When I see a higher place
And you know I'm losing focus
Take it day by day
Fuck, what do you know
Last time I saw you it wasn't at home
How I can I

there's no groove left on the tires (skrrt)
Chillin' at home like umpires
While I write my next shit, lay it down and flex it
From the booth

full of cowboys and dreamers down the road.
Sometimes it makes sense to go home and sometimes it don't.

If you see the lady on the porch the next time

Prison on Route 41

Calexico

In Reins

2006

on route 41
Home to my mother, stepbrother, and son
And I'd tear down that jail by myself
If not for Virginia who made me somebody else

And I owe it

Konstantine

Something Corporate

Songs for Silent Movies

2003

of me 

And then you bring me home 
Afraid to find out that you're alone 
And I'm sleeping in your living room 
But we don't have much room to live

Like a liquid flame
A mirror reflection 
Gets turned by the waves
An upside down blur
Lost in the glades
And a glacial land
And a granite peak
A beach

Hands of a Dead Man

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

get 10 more 
But just like a g I remained calm 
No witnesses a few more weeks I'll be going home 
But as the fucking police car drove off g 
I

Sooner or Later (Die 1 Day)

Raekwon

H.F.M., Vol. 2: The Hunger For More

2010

after speech time, the spark in the street crime
Niggas throwing anything at you except for peace signs
Live by the gun, die by the gun
'Til my time

[Shoota Ringz]
I'll give you the world, nothing more to say
I'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I've

a home yeah I'm here for the ride
We could be cruisin down the block with my goons
We could blow up together like we fuckin sharing balloons

down
And shxt, you could really use a couple shots of crown
So as you pass it round to your peers, whatever the trouble is
You can leave it all right

got that liquor pouring
And I choose to live life by the moment
5am we ain't ever going home yeah
Getting naughty after party
Getting naughty after

castles
Every Smile is a brick, every tear is a brick too

I am free to live my life the way I want to
But when you love God you live your life the way he

Welcome to Jersey 
Home of the devil
Where everyday feel like the purge we 
Fight for our lives in the ghetto
And every Nigga strung out over a bitch

Cop that drip dress cleaner than soap
Pop my shit and I live by a code
Im getting rich so my brother not broke
Smoking that shit exotic my dope
My

get by
One day you have to let us
Go out on our own, and figure out our lives
And we might kiss a couple guys for God knows why
And we might drive home

I was feeling kind of homesick as I woke up one morning
So I made breakfast and coffee, took a stroll by the river
I’m walking down looking up, it’s

to death or starve before we ever head back home
Because we're both the type to live our lives like "well enough alone"
Would never be the way it is we say

lay down my pack and lie down on my back.      
Look at rolling clouds.....                            
And the life I live

Last call in the club
Now we speeding to the after party
It's time to live it up no hate, celebrate
We all gonna party tonight

Full speed, no