Lyrics:
is home
Either you rap sell drugs or work for Quinken Loans
The new Detroit not the Coleman Young era
Still air ya block if you movin in error
We built
[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 to New York City, welcome to New
silently run by the fear, silently run by the children, silently run by the frogmen, silently run by oxygen tanks, silently run by the nursing home, silently
with someone new
Build it brick by brick, till I find a girl that fits
This home's a whole lot better without you
There's no passion alive
When you
come home to me and you come home with someone new, yeah
There's no way I will come home with you
Yeah you come home to me and you come home with
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
back to New Orleans
I've got my suitcase in my hand
Now ain't that a shame?
I'm leaving here today
Yes, I'm going back home to stay
Yes, I'm
(I think it's bad news for English game)
(We're not creative enough and we're not positive enough)
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's
(I think it's bad news for English game)
(We're not creative enough and we're not positive enough)
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
to leave you now, I'm
going to find me someone new. Find someone new.
And please don't pass me by.
I have been given
One moment from heaven
As I am walking
Surrounded by night
Stars high above me
Make a wish under moonlight
On my way home
I have been given
One moment from heaven
As I am walking
Surrounded by night
Stars high above me
Make a wish under moonlight
On my way home
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
flights) Here is the news
(Ten Eurotechnicians were today sentenced
By the justice computer to be banished for life) Here is the news
(To the prison
York, New York, my endless home, my endless home
It's 3 AM, the river's gliding by
You might even look up and see the sky
But the number she gave you it
Damn... damn...
Damn I messed up
Really really really messed up
No, I wanna come home
I promise, I promise please to do right by you.
Let me open
out the bayou
Rip a page out the Bible, come and crucify me
I'm a long way from home and this ain't Yellowstone
I trade a white bitch for catfish
me someone new
Find someone new
And please don't pass me by
When I get back home when I get back home
Looking out the window on the plane
Rain dripping on the windows to my soul
Three years now that I been
view, tiny, two by two
When the boys come marching home
(Home, marching home)
(Home, marching home)
When the boys come marching home
(When the boys
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