Lyrics:
I went driving through my old hometown
It was Thursday the bright sun on the horizon
I was surprised to see no one had burned it down
It seemed so
a out table
There's one more tear in my eye
Brothers
But Joseph the things that you stood for
Reuben
Like truth and light never die
When I
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
around
Smokin' acute; the old Ducados the old man got down in Spain
Eatin' acute; eggs and french fries on the side
Ride that Harley Davidson in
my way
I'd take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man
I'd bury him at sea
Blessed are the poor
For they shall inherit the earth
Better
and he always hears me talking
But I never mind so long as he can help me with my homework.
Maybe we’re all just x’s and y’s, derived by experience
my heart
To the same little boy someday
(Chorus:)
(Looking through my old pictures
Faded photographs
Some of them bring me close to tears
and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
'Cause he loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be
to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more,
a wanted man in Buffalo
I'm a wanted man in Kansas City
I'm a wanted man in Ohio
I'm a wanted man in Mississippi
They want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever
people what's your Zodiac sign?
Breakdancers of the world unite
BBoys of the world unite
I went inside the deli and my man's like "what?"
I write
filthy stacked up, better watch your back and duck
'Cause these fiends, they got it cracked up
Now my man from up North, now he got the loft
It's solid
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin nuttin but
and singin'
One brother he spoke English, Deac inquires as to their work
The man says mister we braid horsehair bridles, ropes and quirts
Yea, that fine
needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
(Classic man) That's on my mama though
I got piranha flow,
to get wreck
Got to be the illest brother when I get my mic check
I`m one of the illest brothers known to man
But if you don`t understand, see I`m
He was just a carpenter by trade
He learned from his father at a very early age
There was something special in the man
There was much more to his
that you couldn't love another
I can't help it, you're my kind of man
Wanted and adored by attractive women
Bountiful selection at your discretion
the fuck I was doing
I didn't
I will never forget watching my mother get put in a straightjacket
And taken out of my home when I was only seven years old
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I could do things my way
But little they know that it's so hard to find
One rich man
at the old corral
I remember everything I ever heard
Like how to judge a man's true worth by how he keep's his word
That saddle wisdom never seemed to end
cryin', she's cryin', she's cryin'
Mother, that man took my soul away
Father, how could you ever treat me this way?
Brother, don't ever let him do this
Um, Joey
This is um, this is Greer
Ah, hey, let me tell you somethin'
I just heard the new free at last record by dc talk
Hey, guess what man
I
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