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here but it's just not home (Hotdog)

Litter on the street and graffiti walls
Operetta's and ballet for the rich man's soul
and don't you know 
There's

but you be having better days
At rock bottom but I act like it's a holiday
Yes I have a silent face cause mental state's in different place
Writing

that were OK
If what we want is the same
Why does this all feel insane
No, no, no, no

Damn
Never went all of those places we wanted to
Guess that I just

something that I did wrong
Since you left there's no place
That I call home since you been gone
Loneliness won't leave me alone
Loneliness won't leave me

on the road and the people look at me like
Hold up, that's the guy that used to sing nice
That was high school, young Brian killin' shit
Time passed and now I'm

We aint the same like properly
Address me as king
I been feeling so alone
Searching for a way back home
I'm on my way
To make a change
For better days

know where I'm going
Or where I belong
I keep moving on 'til the fire is gone
There's no place like home

"Home"
That's what she said in this book that I

of cro
And that's a good reason to call this home
Every time I go and by my weed I'm like
Dankjewel bredda alstublieft
I started at the bottom work my way

I close my eyes to look inside 
cnd see there's nothing left

swallow my pride I sleep and hide 
Until there's no one else 

cnytime I like to be

kids on the map
Smoking weed to relax forever
Searching for a map to a place where they ain't under attack

Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock

there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake

Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
(Pooh, you a fool for this

Panic Attack

Dave

Six Paths

2016

No first steps, nah, my daddy couldn't see me cry
I'm still searching for the reason why

I was six months old at a bus stop
My mum no home

Welcome 2 Houston

Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

and raised on the stead block, braids no dreadlocks
Married to the hood, me and Scenic Woods wedlock
Acres Homes my home, I'm a Northside veteran
Repping

that pinche cabron!
Better act like you don't speak ingles homes

What the fuck? Get your ass out of there, I've had enough
Of your raggedy ass

Uneasy Rider '88

Charlie Daniels

All-Time Greatest Hits

1993

like him

I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
'Cause there's gonna be trouble, ain't no sense in

Any moron who'll disappoint us by lyin', equivocatin'
Like Gorsuch claimin' that Roe is the "law of the land" and nation
Or Kavanaugh's hazy statements

lip in her joyous work
And friends this is the realest place I know
It makes me squirm like a worm I am so grateful
You could ride your bike there

me and God, cause there's no division
Can't use his name in vain, ain’t got permission
Tryna reach people, on an expedition
Not out for fame

Down To Earth

Peter Gabriel

WALL-E [Original Score]

2008

on down

All these rules don't apply
When you're high in the sky
So come on down
Come on down

We're coming down to the ground
There's no better place to go

could make some sense
Of those memories which ebb and flow
I noticed there no longer was a fence

I'd like to think that all is better now
Those struggles

Bink Bink
Michigan on the map M Town stand up
I like this
Mmmmm when you come from a broken home
You don't care about Christmas There's no

searching for a place
to call home.

In childhood my hero on TV
Was Lincoln Vale of The Vast Everglades´´.
Years later I met him in a diner,
On my holidays in

who got it would even think to throw you a bone?
Moved you out your neighbourhood, did they find you a home?
Nah cypher, probably no place to
Imagine

Goin' in like my first name is holiday
Looking to lose, I already gave it all away
To the Father pray, you see that money got a mean fade away