Lyrics:
bouta get shot this ain’t rap
This how I’m really comin’
Even autograph signin’ boy you
Know I’m still clutchin’
Rather see my Karma dressed up and coming
Where all the damage is set
Can't manage the stress
Feelin' unwelcome inside of our homes
Our lives are foretold by history's text
Government's vantage
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
Broonzy
I got a letter, it come to me by mail,
My baby's comin' home, I hope that she don't fail.
You know I feel so good, I feel so good,
I feel
the flash I'm comin' with speed, ay
I remember thinking that I want more
But I got floored
When you opened up the top drawer
Maybe we should stop 'fore
Both
downtown, the sight was set
I saw my home boys mother with a buggy and a bag
People walk by, laughin at poverty
I looked in her face and I soon saw me
This guy is crazy
This guy is a weirdo
Outsidaz, what you want to do
This is the gang I'm in
Outsidaz, comin to you
[Bizarre]
Lord have mercy
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the door, I went and broke the doorframe
They think I'm tapped, what makes you think I'll leak my own tape
Let the leakers leak this shit, comin' like
Ohh
Ohh
Heard it in your tone
You're not comin’ home
Saw it on your phone
You're not comin’ home
Ohh
And just like that you’re gone
You
So I ate Jessy pussy then came home and kissed you in yo mouth
I was thinkin you the one - now I'm thinkin otherwise
I'm still knockin new hoes cuz you
remember baby, love is gonna
Guide your way back home
And maybe someday baby
I'm gonna see you smile
For a little while
Precious child
I'll see you smile
clouds high above the mountains and forests
Eternal you are and blessed you'll be!
We hide amongst the wolves
No place we call our home
Except for
As I roved out one fine May morning
To view the meadows and flowers gay
Who should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat by yon willow tree
I took
Eighteen years that's all I had to wait
For the woman of my dreams
To be brought to me by fate
But then taken away
In just a month or two
But that
need to free my mind, ah yeah (ooh, whoa)
This a little ritual of mine as I
Head home, head up high, get some, hello, sailin' by, na, na
Sail open
the code of the streets
If you got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cause Lil Fate creep in ya home while you gone
Have you comin' back findin' nutt
the code of the streets
If you got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cause Lil Fate creep in ya home while you gone
Have you comin' back findin' nutt
know it never lasts
And you know how time flies by so fast
Look at rap music, they said it was a fad
But now it's takin' over, and I'm so glad
Cause
me
Early bird gon get da worm
Call me Mr clean nigga tryna get rid of u germs
Negotiate only on my conditions n terms
Hit da line dude I'm comin back
Pass me the phone
Pass me the phone yeah
Smokin alone
Smokin alone yeah
Your never alone
Never alone when you got
Grass in the hole
Grass in the hole
20 to life
Now his kids with no father, figure they can't sleep at night
And the lawyer told his baby momma he ain't comin home for the summer
Man she
like quittin,
But without a job you're home alone sittin'
Checkin the want ads for jobs to fill
Watchin soaps geraldo and oprah and phil
Ny advice is
Comin' home is always joy to me
Ain't a place that I would rather be
I need to see the heaven in your eyes
Cause you're the love that's always
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