Lyrics:
[Girl singing]
Too many years have gone by we're still strugglin
We fuss and fight think it's time for new boogining
But everytime I think that I
you will be at home
Submitted by: Mel
don't know how our sufferer does
This poor home grown
But mums love was enough
So I want to give her more then she has given to us
I've been living this
painting codes
Patience grown thin, home sick and haven't been home since
Fuck a rapper
I'm an actor in a film called
Leave me the fuck alone til' I find
back home"
Knew I couldn't go 'cause I'm too grown
Gotta figure this out alone
But she helped me move to my apartment
In the center of downtown LA
kno' what it is bro
It's BD Kid be home soon! 10 months
Lets go! man you kno' what it is
How long you been gone for now bro?
Sigh I been gone for 2'
ground
Daycare and rent cost the same, check it out
So while you're training for a new job
Your baby is around people
With no home training let me stress
take me home
She didn't have the guts to tell her family I'm the one (usually, I don't)
Culture ain't a barrier, it's hard to learn to grow (summer)
1st Verse:
Sitting home alone,Waiting by the phone
You told me to meet you there How'd we end up here
So the plans were made
But then you made
conquer
Trying not to bleed, picking up the pieces left by a monster
So, how does it feel, giving it your all
But it's only getting harder?
Push away
fiend to act all grown up when they still just true green
This is the place that has come to be really my true home
The city of sun and the humidity
with
Nothin' but the worst type, worst fight
But we brought my baby home the first night
Cursed like sailors, burst out the crib
Ragin' in my new car
cold and gray, wandering away from home
Parted with a horrid cry, snow falls on his grief
United by the sword of wicked screams
What deeds he has
lotsa nothings
Here with a lot of no ones,
Praying for the phone.
This solitude is creepy.
It really is unpretty,
A grown man alone.
We could meet for
held in your teeth as we lay on our backs
Staring up at the blue and the blue stared back
I used to believe we were just like those trees
We'd grown
so ashamed for my uptown friends to see her,
Afraid one day when I was grown that I would be her.
In a college town, away from home, a new
the ride and drove it home
To find a resting place so her soul can roam
What kinda girl could make a man just crack
The bitch really has to be all that
She
at home lonely
Praying to my Eminem shrine holding a rosary
[SOS]
I can battle rappers for cash or sell trees
but I feel like Will High, cause I just want
grown and all the whores they play with him
Fall down below I've been confused, I've been excused
By the light of this one
So hold my hand, hold my
Roger Creager
They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line.
Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine.
They've been all
down
By the thoughts that all you couldn't say
When the autumn classes come to fight
I'll hold back the tears that I have grown
'Cause this
All our saucers have broke in this little rocket home where we live like full-grown ghosts of twelve-year-olds, and I'm waiting for you, love, I got
a Taxi cab confessing
We're having to much "Sex in the City"
With our prepaid cellular phones
We call apartment homes by the time
We're fourteen, yeah
we'll see
Yeah you may be the only one come on son
Bring your blade and your gun
And if I die by your hand
I've gotta home in glory land
Red
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