Lyrics:
to New York to play
They was busted by the pussy posse
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen
Put your foot on the rock
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
he's at home
He always hears voices when he's all alone
His wife took the kids, the car and the crib
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New
new taxes
Momma I'm not gonna eat my broccoli, I'm not gonna do it
Government of the people, by the people, for the people
You're no Jack Kennedy
Mr.
by em
So get prepared for a new wave to come
Back to home sweet home
It's 2021, I'm afraid because it's a different year
Til my voice broke your
Count that money like the system broken
I get your sister by my side and she ain't getting home tonight
Might drop some shit to change the game
Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
We be flocking to the coop
Yea, that's home in New York (New York, New York!)
Blockchain, what you thought
We them Pigeons
The universe went and took me by surprise
Oh we ain't gotta go anywhere tonight
Let's sit at home and watch a movie or two
With moscato sangria and with you in
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
For those about to lose their minds, we gotta remember (yeah)
That in the worst of times, we can make the best of times
Turn it up
New Kids
(hey)
Did I ever know you
Did you ever know me
We’re driftin’ away
I’m so lonely, lonely (hey)
New york, you used to feel like home
I lived for your
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
(Two divided by zero, zero)
(Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home
We'll catch the late train
I've got enough money
To pay on the way
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
baby
PAULA, YOU CRAZY
I got everything you're looking for
Your man right there ain't nothing new yeah
I can tell by how he feeling, he ain't with it
right there you are pardoned, you shall no more go home the same,
You shall go home spreading the good news, what the Lord has done.
Singles right there
impressed by some, others don't hold water
Some of y'all new rappers are my sons and daughters
That's why Mommy's Home and I got my belt
You gon' feel this
, my nigga, when you come home (Don't stress)
Yeah, Shyheim?
New York's Finest
chromosome
Weaken your bones to have you home alone
Fixed on the box the reality mocks
Surrounded by the cops setting up road blocks
A'int no escape freedom
lifted off of me
I'm a brand new kinda of man
I keep looking at these wedding rings
Now I hope you'll understand
I'm talkin 'bout a home
Talkin about me
shit to crazy
Song Title: ""New Life""
Artist: Angel Andres
Lyrics: Angel Andres
Production: Francisco Javier Perez
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by
counting hours, counting days
Hanging on by a wire
Hanging on by a wire
Coming up with new ways I can say
Hanging on by a wire
Hanging on by a wire
.jpg/220px-Take_Me_Home_(PC).jpg "if u take me home.")
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