Lyrics:
ever strong
That ol' door was there to open up and welcome me back home
Welcome me back home
We never knew how good we get it there
So we went
Crazy Mary from Londonderry
Lives next door to the cemetery
How many lovers have you buried
We would shout running scared
Along the green
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
used to stay one 29th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock
thought I'd live so high
Just like heaven, if it didn't look like hell
The lift is always full of piss
The fifth floor landing smells of fish
Not just
break on through
Before I care about your take on me, we take on you
Yo, yo, yo
We bring it straight to your face from the start, yo
Rage Against
and drive slow homie
My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full
It's a southern road west of New Orleans
I'm fightin' off a cold
From these winter rounds
Houston
She's just around the corner
But I think I'll
of the stillness he heard a cry "Please help me and tell me where am I?" So again he opened his friendly door And stood disappointed as twice before.It was only
it."
The buyer looked at the case with cold disfavor.
"Not even right sure he killed it, whatever it is.
Three is the best I can do and it hurts. But
tell me about they dreams
And how they wish they could attain 'em even though it seems
Like it's not a probability
Be nicer to yourself, show humility
overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the power of good
I believe in
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
miss you)
We gon' hold y'all down, y'all live in our memories forever
We never gon' let y'all go
I, can't, breathe, no, more (We not remembering
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
speaking
An' there's the road down into London Town
Where many cars get broken down
It's the Westway from Ladbroke Grove
Runs down to Old Hounslow
Just
But we not making no G's, and that's a no no
Check it, a-one-two, a-one
"Two dope niggas in the Cadillac
" they call us
Went from "Player's Ball"
An' there's the road down into London Town
Where many cars get broken down
It's the Westway from Ladbroke Grove
Runs down to Old Hounslow
Just
"Stay with me, please, don't leave me, baby
I love you, please, stay with me
Someone's comin', please, please"
It seems like everywhere I go,
down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
more?
I said, yeah!
Said you'll see dragons after three or four
I said, yeah!
Under stand I'm not falling down
I said, look around, the rooms
weed, weather, it's not my fault
That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off
You might catch me in Atlanta lookin' like a boss
New Orleans and then
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