Lyrics:
They said he'd be here by ten-thirty
Said he was comin' back to his roots again
To finds some old friends
The night that Tito played
My life
them bitches who talk that shit
Be them bitches that's gettin' they ass beat
Now don't come round here fuckin' with us
Cause on the real homeboy,
Every tomorrow brings sunshine
In my neighborhood since you've been in it
Oh-oh
Here comes Mrs. Postman
She's thicker than blue blood
on the block
Watchin' all the cats negotiate the neighborhood stock
My job was to come runnin' whenever cops was comin'
My older brother I figure was the ring
an oven shared, by whole neighborhoods
Sharing here is still normal, it is more community than individuality
Although sometimes that means, there's just
only here to score
I do it for the underground kings that'll need more
I'm kickin' down your door
If I wonder why you got a pocket full of green for
The day has come
To take off from here, my son
Even if the world offers you pearls
Then eats you up alive
You move hand over hand
You move sin over
of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I'll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide
Jesus come and break
Lying here
With my arms above my head
Hungry for your love
Waiting to be flare
Your body speaks to mine
And I understood every word
Told
a slob
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery
I do it once, I do it twice
Now there's steak with
Looks like a painting by Hieronymous Bosch
All the souls are tied up in knots
Sometimes I think I'm gonna drown
Here we are
Here we are, the two of us
There's a little black girl in my neighborhood
Who was always out clapping and jumping rope
She'd dance for people passing by
Always giving
laughing in a vineyard, it's ottoman time, baby. If there's a fun painting on a brick wall in a gentrified neighborhood, ottoman."" Every woman in here would
That's right, that's right, monsieur
Keep walking this way!
You can't win her, not by making her your prisoner
Raoul
No, stay back!
I'm here
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
head
Take a breath in my arms tonight
Impressionistic, impressed
I'm amazed by the way you live your life
And I know that a house is heavy
You been
Walking along my neighborhood road, it’s all quiet, and my neighbor is playing “Black” by Pearl Jam. Walking by, I get the instant sensation of all
of that business,
They sick and tired, of holdin fire,
And they just tryin to end it,
So pick a side, you crucified, by everybody’s opinions,
And Keep it
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
She never should have rented this apartment in the Mortal City
The cold comes though every crack she puts her hand up to
The radiator's broken,
critics man, there's many
Rappers want to tempt me
And lyrically dent me
I'm betting on them man you come up empty
The universe sent me with a rhyme
She’s a jewel and my manager’s a Jew
And you my friend are looking real confused
To the point you don’t know how to move
Come here young nigga
I’ll "Luke
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
divorce, Hollywood divorce
And I'm a start
Yea, and I don't have to go to Hollywood
'Cause Hollywood come through my neighborhood with cameras on
I
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