Lyrics:
Papa did the best a man could do
A child's reality is paid for by his folks
Fancy fairy tales are bought and sold by those
Who can well afford time
Welcome To Hell fight, we will fight right
Living low in a world of our own
Destined to live right, fight
We're taking hell as our home
Burning lives
If you're a child of God stand up
If I can get a witness let me see you put your hands up
Theology
Should have us falling on our faces
Welcome
crazy, but, welcome to the world, the real world
Welcome home again, welcome, back now, look who's back now, back now, back now, back now
Welcome back
came a long long way
Truth stay strong gotta hold on won’t be long
Come home
Black tie black suit welcome to my funeral
Welcome to my funeral welcome
came a long long way
Truth stay strong gotta hold on won't be long
Come home
Black tie black suit welcome to my funeral
Welcome to my funeral welcome
feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child
here?
The skunk was a welcome guest in my home
This is my home and I got taxes to work on
I don't want to talk about the skunk anymore"
You said,
as in a thousand and one nights
roads disappear
not everyone has a home
to whisper- goodnight my darling
Home in ruins
hope that falls
clubbing with your dumb ass
At least they ain't found my gun stash
Welcome to Californication
You might come for vacation
Welcome to Californication
But you
talkin' that shit, I'm puttin' these funky niggas on the house
Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black, the demon's child has
first home
The only borough
With a definite article before its name
Welcome to the B X
Welcome to the Bronx
These be my stomping grounds
Raised a poor
flames
Working from home never felt so great!
What time is it? It's Quarantime
Welcome to my EP
Welcome to my raps
I might found in shit a golden mine!
Out
aren't coming home
And they're all sending love, you're alone, in your thoughts
You're alone, you are lost, got no friends, got no hope
Welcome Brave New
Welcome home
Where the faucets drip at night
Welcome home
Where the screen door don't hang right
Welcome home
The only place you'll ever fight
by my name
Welcome to Nashville - man these guys are serious
Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a friend
Welcome to Nashville -
Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone in my new friend's home
On my tippy toes, so that he won't know
I still cry baby over you
home, I bid you welcome, I bid you welcome
Welcome home from the bottom of my heart
Out here on the edge
The empire is fading by the day
And the world
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Trible: Rather
moment the storm grows darker
Clutched to our chests, all that we cherish
Whipped about by a whirlwind
Certain that we will perish
Like a little child, I
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
paid
To walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Come take a little walk with me through my neighbourhood
And come spend a day in my trap
Get your
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