Lyrics:
Could you make it any clearer? Everything's such a blur
It's not my turn, it's hers to get hurt
On a late night, coming home from way too many train
Looking back
I can see the things
I should'a done, could'a done
I see so much of my life I let go by
But when you're young
All you know how
told me, "I was never looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around ten
Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between
read my mind
And that little Johnson boy from down the road
Was asking if the kids could come and play
Lord, I wish I could have told him "Yes"
But
love
On the road ahead, my friend, our love is the guide we need
It takes us all the way back home to the light
It's a complicated thing, this
to see it once my way
Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home?
Have I gone?
Left you here alone
Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
yo snap that neck, not playing with a full deck
Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my Johnson
Where the tools kept, who I be? The code name
all gon see
They all gon see
Said they all gon see
How a nigga living when he home free
I don't want no problems
I want Benjis and Andrew Johnson's
On my way home, I happened to fall off my bicycle, good party
Ooh-hoo, ha-ha, yeah
I was glad to come, but I was also glad to get home, yeah
Ooh-hoo
Hoo,
운명의 선택 so we're here
내 앞을 봐 the way is shinin' (shine)
Keep goin' now (ready, set and begin) (ho!)
그 길로 길로 길로
Wherever my way
오직 ego, ego, ego
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
just take my home in san antone
Traveling around the country
On my merry way
I've been to crowds and felt I was alone
But when I feel like braggin'
blues at home. All behind.
The landlord is on my line, I can't get no peace of mind.
But I know there's something better.
I can't stay and I can't
she's fucking with the King of Hearts
Good pussy, cleaning my wallows while I'm writing darts
Feeling like Don Johnson, that man from Miami Vice
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
And it's not, not made by hand
And laid his head against my chest
Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie
Chorus
He said listen to me son while you still can
Run back home
I'm comin' Lord, for my heavenly reward
I'm comin' home to you, can you see me comin' thru
Thru clouds of persecution, and stumblin' on my way
I
breathlessly sweet
That's the way it is
When we're together
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Even when we casually roam
Oh, baby
Down by the countryside and back
the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her on home
'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since my milk cow's been gone
Well you gotta
The bars are all closed
It's four in the morning
I must have shut 'em all down
By the shape that I'm in
I lay my head on the wheel
hardly stand
Hidin' by day in the mountains movin' with the moon on the land
I'm hoping to find my freedom in a world that wants me dead
The girl
Sometimes I feel I'm going nowhere
I'm moving but I just can't find the way
Surrounded by a million faces
They all say, they're my best friends
On my way back home, by chance I thought of
All my favorite songs, where I'd gone wrong
The only words that I could think of
I'm pissing my life
years I kept y'all standing in line
Loving the way I shine and my lyrics combine
With the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can find
Fuck them other
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