Lyrics:
be my pleasure
To liberate you from them at midnight
I will destroy the city you call "home"
With every last one of you in it
You can scream all you
light
Green light
Death comes
Like a thief
In the night
Mark 8:36
Don't lose your soul
Not Oz or O
Same spirit
I'll swing this pole
Don't lose your soul
me
Living the dream cash rules everything around me
Back in the day use to call Mike Jones
Now i'm chatting it up with known rapper's that I use
death killin' veteran on the tube
Either me or you right here
Come back and hang out in my room
I done shot my rifle, trained to kill
Got blood
Come back, spin back, do it again
And my choppa, count the hearses, lay crackas in a bed
Count 10 racks, K dimes, it's times 10
Tryna figure why they
and scars , draggin behind bars still
the wake up call, face off the jail bully
takin your man hood, thought you had a pussy
come home seen your
You can't earn the easy coasting free pass
I see through your wine glass or red bull and vodka
You said wow me well I shocked you
By trading Al Jeff
everything to chase after me
One, two, yeah knock out fatality
One miss call, oh shit it's time to flee
Calling back, I think she mad at me
Yeah, yeah,
to me
I didn't sign up for that
I didn't stay on this journey this long for that
All my life, man, I've been waitin' for my father to come home
They
know you got it
Got me excited
Ain't nobody got you feeling righteous
Take a green hit, we call that pippin'
Slide down baby, we let the pipe in
Tell
need you back home
Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro
Back home
Big bro, we need you, come home
Back home
Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home
little sisters
Left when she was sixteen, now they're both grown
Phone calls home had me trippin' on the phone
'Cause they say they got you but then
somebody that can be the things they wanna be
Do yourself a favor and come sit up here on next to me
I know, I know, I know
Call back, anytime though
I
back later
Mom I coming home late
Don't wait up or call the neighbors
I know you couldn't rest
I know you felt helpless
Sometimes I get in my ways
Otherwise known as take a nap bitch
Oh, I see you're stressing, come here
Let me make you sink in your chair
When really, you should be dressing up
For your
take me home
Finish with a Tardar and an Au-vouir
Hitting these bars up like Frank Lampard
I hope they all cross the line by far
They go over ya head so
street called love yeah)
Lead me to that road (i'm trying to get home)
Trying to get home (come on and take me to love street)
Sunday morning (yeah)
but don't know what to say
So DJ KRS has come to show dem the way
I always call you females by your name, not "Hey!"
Cause "Hey" will only make a real
into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
To Grandmother's house
And home before dark
Cinderella!
Get up here!
Fly, birds
Back
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
Ferrari got the green
Smells caught in between, nigga doin his thing
What I'm sayin it's a hustler's pain
Bein rich by myself, it's a treacherous dream
wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
You're my destiny you wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don't come home who he
wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
You're my destiny you wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don't come home who he
to me
I didn't sign up for that
I didn't stay on this journey this long for that
All my life, man, I've been waitin' for my father to come home
They
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