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burdens
The burden of a broken home
The burden of abandonment and suffering alone
The burden of death and loss
The burdens we bear come with a cost
We would

My fair-weather friend
I can never tell if I'm
Happy to see you again
Those familiar roads seem to welcome me
They show me the way home
Is this where

let's sever ties,
Haters gonna hate and I welcome the sabotage,
I'm the answer to the questions, nothing to jeopardize,
A man is measured by the company

of wife and kids and home
Some lay up treasures in this world and have them all alone
But he had good taste in music, he had good taste in guns
Welcome

A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz

a ghost
See a ghost

Allow me to say
(Where is your sense of urgency)
Welcome me home
What's the point in trying
If I end up alone
Carve me into a statue

out there son"
Some children are rudely awakened at night
By the sound of gunshots
But not in my neck of the woods
The thieves are countin’ funds while

You'd rather live, no one's died twice
Vibe and watch the buds blooming
Storms aren't stirred up by the butterfly
Catch the rain as it's falling
And use

Walk With Me

WC

Southwest Riders

1997

Welcome to the killing fields
Nigga, the home of the G's
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Still G's and never see's

Careful of what the jaw breakers

Prick your finger let the blood drip into the ashes
Live by the oath of the Omerta once you're sworn into the family
Nothing else comes before it

Born and Raised in Black and White

Mark Collie

Born & Raised in Black & White

1985

Welcome home said the hot moonlight
We were born and raised in black and white
One lives to pray, one prays for life
We were born and raised in black

Hell Praiser

This or the Apocalypse

Dead Years

corpses
I want the blackest of clouds to infect all the drones
Until the missiles rain down on your homes

Welcome to America
More wealth per capita

Man lives in a sunlit world of
What he believes to be reality
But there is unseen by most an underworld
A place that is just as real
But not

noir
A home created for corrupted hearts
This is where the journey starts
Welcome

I know a place
Where folks live with grace
Rugged among waters
And big earth platers
Glitters at winter
A haven, yeah
But warm, engraven
Upon each

that ya'll niggas hating on
I'm never home that's why they thinking that I'm on a tour
Serial killer, they looking for me, tell them I'm by the store

Hi Lorenzo, welcome in
For today's session
We are going to practice some Mindfulness techniques
I'd like you to start by closing your Eyes

Hey there coy child!
Let me show you
A place unseen
It's verdant green
All wild stories
Fawns and fairies
Sylvan blooms
They welcome you
But way home

him
I nosedive in my fears now
I got some closets in my home
And if I’m ever gonna own it I’ma have to let these tears down
The truth ain’t always

Ahhh
You are now listening to
The Sounds of Summermore 

I know we can't go outside right now 
So I'm here to bring the party to you 
Welcome

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Fidel Fresco
And I got my brother Blak Los wit me tonight
And we are the Brooklyn Dodgaz
And we

earn
Power and glory that I deserve
Welcome to Mars, link to the stars
Save the speeches, and ya mobs in arms
Should cash the check before ya mind gets

lives grow silent in the night
Is there anywhere to go
If I burn down my only home
Is there anyone I know
Who would lay down their stone

Because when

just know you're welcome on my home court
I've set my life that way I've never had a plan B
The spot lights and the stage is everything I see
I guess