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A brand-new house full of brand-new shit
A brand-new car in my brand-new driveway
I always keep the top down on the highway
Too $hort, baby,
us in the studio trackin our tracks
and were getting freaky-o paparazzi got a
satellite 24-7 on my home-o, Uh-oh with a
direct line that goes
of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Master P (Slay Sean)]
P nearly home, I'm on a new level, new zone
No
swallowed down my fear
But this famine, caught everyone by surprise; it was too late, no one realized
Here comes my new master; time to feed these pigs again
In the land of crooks
Couldn't beat the band of books
Demands from the rooks
When you the mother fuckin king
Give 'em dirty looks
Lebron James
With
to Houston's
And if the numbers is right I take a trip out to Houston
A earthquake out in China a hurricane in New Orleans
Street dreams tour I showed my ass
looking at me like whats next
I look in there eyes and i can see they hungry so im back some new content
Use to say one day I'll do it and like a prophecy
I get my peaches out in Georgia
Apple Bottom from New York, orange in Florida
Vitamin C mixed with this vitamin D, now you got vitamin me
And your
on that bridge, block
I just spent a hundred on my wristwatch
Walkin 'round detentions in my flip-flops
(Ayy, Mr Lee)
(So-so) sold out tour, I swear
you got me like yeah
OD how you got me in my bag
Like some groceries, girl you know that you can have
Anything you like right now
Go ahead and write
Hot Damn
My how the boys grow?
From roaming low into homes
To homes of his own
No catching up he's in a whole 'nother zone
Still true to his
Hot Damn
My how the boys grow?
From roaming low into homes
To homes of his own
No catching up he's in a whole 'nother zone
Still true to his
where my ancestors stand, is where I owe my life
I'll find my way home 'cause I'm bound by a guiding light
Home
It's time to come home, Home, I'm
A Morning Early By Lisa D. Lee, 6/4/13
Out walking on a morning early
When the grass was kissed with dew
The birds were all a-twitter
walk in that bitch as a new man
Promised land, promised land
Take me like my father's hand
I promise I'll walk in there and introduce myself again
Let
Mad milk and the mothers
Evicted, gone missing
With the red ink stains of
Fathomed Fiona listenings
Willy's brains blown out
In the backyard
to regret
Every day na new story
Me I don dey wonder when my papa go speak to me
My society wanna make me a casualty
I'm a survivor of many past uncertainties
my fingertips
Lost in the ocean I'm tryna swim
I can just float but my mind will sink
Come take me home
Where I feel alone
Listen to bickering
Isn't it
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had a bunch
gone, gone (Skrrrraaa)
Lookin' for those diamonds shining in the cave (Cave, oh)
Bravely going to the biome searching for my new
Home
Home
Home
Home
Home
I'm on green light, none my wheels rust, highway music
By the way, I heard y'all had fake money in y'all vid, I got a real check
Jeezy had them blues
for trying to get a clue
I'll go back home for a while, pride is in style
I'm ready to feel brand new
Things they said swirl through my head
And I'm
times you were without a home but school you had to get through
To tell the truth, I'm vexed too, upset 'cause it seemed only in death
You finally got
whoever's in my place
Mama said this shit would never easy
I had some friends that still wish they would be me
Copping new chains but I still wanna be free
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