Lyrics:
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
close by so she called him on
the phone and let him know that she had made it home safe
("hey baby I'm home, love you")
But it was spoke too soon
Worship Him right now it'll be that other Twelve soon
Jesus said you can't work when that night come
Old Testament full of Jesus posing for that Nikon
One O
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
You know I hate sleeping alone
But you said that you would soon be home
But baby, that was a long time ago
I'm not feeling it, I'm not feelin'
They say, "Don’t throw stones if you live
In a glass home"
But America is Ritten's house, time
We say, "Good riddance, house"
And rebuild from
calling you home
It could be wonderful
So tell me what is it you're waiting for?
No don't you go too far
'Cause soon they'll be calling you home
They
and a vest
You better protect ya Patek
Mentally sick ain't too many built for this
Live and direct from the bricks
Got money to flip
Kiss my mom before I dip
the states?"
Man if Cass' get me mad, get on the weights
Before the next question asked is
"Do you think he awake?"
It's gon' be a body tonight
Somebody better
the eyes
Feelin heartbroken seeing your mother cry
Was praying for a better life every day and every night
Wanted to leave the house and live my own life
at the edge
of the city the magic of the place was incredibly intense.
It was to be my new home the place I would call the
'Arena Of Pleasure'. I lived
to Broadway
Or you can fly to New York bitch, the home of this D-block playa
I don't wanna talk about it
You keep telling me your house is crowded
What you
you and you kill him then you dead wrong
Before you live they rather see you with a head stone
They only love you while you up until the bread gone
Soon
such a lot of money
Would be funny
Oh, I wish I could be like you
Rikky rock'n' roller
Today a new jet plane
Tonight it's a new hotel
You live in
That we used to do
That's why I find comfort in
Smoking weed in your room
I hope you don't feel all alone
Cuz' I'ma be with you soon bro
I miss you too
had a place where you could go
Tell me where you went, your mama
Soon as they let me outta jail
Went straight to my mama's house
Need someone I
niggas, I know you niggas be flaw, I cannot fuck with these niggas
They don’t abide by the law
I need a band, I need a coupe I need a house, that come with
we will take Hansel and Gretel into the forest
and leave them there.
They will not be able to find their way home again,
and we will not have to worry
to be comin' home talkin' that "daddy's home" shit (nigga)
We been gettin' along fine just without you
Me, my brother, and my mother
So if you don't
Soon as I get home
Dive into my Bible cause I'm, really tryna grow
Can't be living idle, so I gotta stay on go
And I hope somebody praying for me
God
of the store"...
Well, he'd always said he'd make it on his own
He's spending Christmas Eve alone.
First Christmas away from home.
She's standing by the train
then you gone
You would be another nigga sendin' letters home
My nigga, you gotta breathe Chill, just relax
Before you make a move, you just gotta face
outside the church preyin on some saved lives
Or sittin on a scale good enough to taste
I'm better than a protein shake to lose weight
Nigga, no doubt
puddles, they sunk
They still sleep on me like they live in a bunk
Still out to kill these niggas on a hunt
Soon enough I'll be making 50 bands a month
I
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