Lyrics:
feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child
here?
The skunk was a welcome guest in my home
This is my home and I got taxes to work on
I don't want to talk about the skunk anymore"
You said,
clubbing with your dumb ass
At least they ain't found my gun stash
Welcome to Californication
You might come for vacation
Welcome to Californication
But you
as in a thousand and one nights
roads disappear
not everyone has a home
to whisper- goodnight my darling
Home in ruins
hope that falls
talkin' that shit, I'm puttin' these funky niggas on the house
Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black, the demon's child has
first home
The only borough
With a definite article before its name
Welcome to the B X
Welcome to the Bronx
These be my stomping grounds
Raised a poor
flames
Working from home never felt so great!
What time is it? It's Quarantime
Welcome to my EP
Welcome to my raps
I might found in shit a golden mine!
Out
aren't coming home
And they're all sending love, you're alone, in your thoughts
You're alone, you are lost, got no friends, got no hope
Welcome Brave New
by my name
Welcome to Nashville - man these guys are serious
Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a friend
Welcome to Nashville -
Welcome home
Where the faucets drip at night
Welcome home
Where the screen door don't hang right
Welcome home
The only place you'll ever fight
home, I bid you welcome, I bid you welcome
Welcome home from the bottom of my heart
Out here on the edge
The empire is fading by the day
And the world
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
paid
To walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Come take a little walk with me through my neighbourhood
And come spend a day in my trap
Get your
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Trible: Rather
Late at night like a little child
Wandering around alone in my new friend's home
On my tippy toes, so that he won't know
I still cry baby over you
moment the storm grows darker
Clutched to our chests, all that we cherish
Whipped about by a whirlwind
Certain that we will perish
Like a little child, I
Hello, hello, hello my love
Welcome back home here by my side
You bring me love, you bring me love
With you alongside by side
Gone is impossible,
everything's falling down
I feel the chill in my bones
Feel the air flowing through my lungs
Words on the tip of my tongue
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Problem child
Make
to the uttermost,
And give his child a better bringing-up
Than his had been, or hers a wish renew'd,
When two years after came a boy to be
The rosy idol of her
an imperial trial
On the innocent and defiled
Although plainly and mild
Listen to me as a child
Your eyes will grow wild
Why all this while
With all the vile so
running
And I'm running, running to you
With your open arms
You welcome me
You call me your child
You comfort me
With your open arms
You welcome me
You
damn right]
[Chorus, Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome
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