Lyrics:
I am so excited to embark on this journey with you
I hope it to be a lifelong one for us, but let's start with this first album and go from there
an incredible thing. I'm often humbled by it and by life in general, how time and life carry on despite, and in spite of it all, I've watched the home that raised
does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all
They say if you ain't got no money take yo broke ass home
I say if you got you two dollars, then come through to my party
But get bent before you
I'll wait by the window
I'll wait by the door
To make sure you don't come home after dark
Now, I'll wait by the phone
I'll make sure I
won't forget
Come Back Home, the album's name
Come Back Home gon' bring me fame
Tired of people playing games
Know who they are, won't mention names
I
social situations that I'm often presented?
When my dad's at home adjusting to his brand new appendage
Cauterised's chorus lies, the verses, I meant it
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
records
No more than four minutes and some seconds
The competition checks and checks and keeps checking
They take the album, take it home, and start
another heart (to have and hold)
All I want is a friend I can talk to (soul to soul)
Oh soul to soul (soul to soul)
Like an album on a shelf
Tired
Michael
Got a hunger to wipe out the rival like I am a rhino
ride to my home inside I'm alive in my bible
eyeballs are obsessed with the truth; took off
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
We drove four hours in the wrong direction
Almost got hit by a deer
I wonder how old that graveyard is
There's more of the dead than the living out
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I'm on my way home
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I been on my own too long, too
Gone
Tell me, where yo home
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
see it's become quite clear I gotta change direction
I'm running out of here
Got 20 dollars change from a 5 dollar bill
Things are looking up from
direction
(The right direction)
All night long
All night long
Baby all night long
Eh, it's me and my forever, know you rocking with the best
And my baby by
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
slow
She caking that's fa sho but just know I'm in album mode
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
and listen
Iyo ham, ham
Oh nkosi yam
A lot of people tried to discourage me man
And told me I must not do this album man
Why sing about Tambo
Leave politics
gets worse, start making a reverse
I pay You no attention, lose my direction, all I chase is vanity
I forget I've been forgiven, your love I been
the decimals
Every dollar feel like a collectible
And I
Hardly drink
But always on one
Money made its pitch
But I was looking for a home run
Yeah
I see your
and Crystal do but Crystal's single
Bonnie's broke and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself
Went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty ass
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