Search results for 'way back home live from new york city dvd by the wreckers' Page #30

judge me
Chasing adrenaline high
Don't judge me
cause this is how I like my night
Don't judge me
Chasing adrenaline high
New York city, I'm back to my own

When Leo's coming back from school
With a tear in his eye
He always ran straight to his room
Rejected by a very cruel
Estranged father
He never

the coffin
Hip hop is forever
Word to godson I feel that
If if hip hop is dead I am a ghost of it
RIP to all the beats we killing
Birthed in the Bronx New York

lows
Run into a few folk that I knew from back when
Way before tuition started hittin' my friends
Now everybody working double-time
Caught this lady out

Collude/Intrude

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

from the start 

Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another 

One spot holder hold ground for our town, N.Y. 

For those who

Heavy eyes in the twilight zone
A fascination shattered to the bone
Unholy blues on the loveless road back home
The bright lights of New York City

what avenue do you feel comfortable walking
Alone in the dark of the night

I come from where the sleight of ya tongue
Get you hit by a gun like

safe, like protected by powers in tights,
Tell me what avenue do you feel comfortable walking,
Alone in the dark of the night.


I come from where

destiny"

There's no refuge for the renegades 
Spend a winter in St Lucia just to meditate
Be back in the city in time just to levitate and elevate the grind

by FedEx way a nigga know yo whereabouts

Ain’t no lifeguard doing cpr but I’ll dive in that water & air you out

Ain’t no hibachi chef but I’ll crack

then I'm snatchin' her purse
Port city baddie, i just wanna fuck
City too crazy, so I keep it tucked
Live by the gun, die by the gun
Talk on my bro's

home, it's not the same feeling
Cause the color's simply fading from the sky
And the ones who paint the most I noticed are the ones who died
Others

ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only

Back in NYC

...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead

Worlds Apart/Back In New York City/Porpoise Song

2005

I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City

So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
Yeah, well, I like to see some

down for five years
Man, at times, he shed tears, 'cause he just wanna hold his children tight
By the time he comes home, they gonna be teenagers
We was

your dial on 187
Now, some new music by some
Homeboys out of South Central here's ATL
And they called this one livin' like hustlers

Let me start it off,

now
(Yeah)
I was on 54th floor, over looking New York
Only here for 4 nights so my time here is short
Like Devin Book on the court I was made for

Train Song

Phish

Billy Breathes

1996

All the way home we felt we had a chance
To review the coulds before we were born
And to invite a new game of can'ts

Absorbed in the clouds

scandalous ass cakin' were baking soda
Whether you know it or not ,here's a dog scale
You gotta watch ya back or playa will

Way to many brothers get took for

Making the moves radio boom,
Stating the facts 
Foot on the gas 
All In my speech you gone no me for the facts 
City boy out New York you should know

a man, just a man

Chopper by the bed, glizzy by the door
How you think I'm supposed to live when only thing I see is war?
Yesterday, was on the 'Gram,

better run
A little boys got guns
Sell your home hit the road
Hide your kids, hide your wife
Pop pop ricochet from the drive by
Eye eye of the needle make

Smile

Steve

Falling Down

2001

was gritty, the subway was an oven

Classic New York City, everybody shovin'
The crowd was uncouth, gettin' mad, gettin' strange
'Cept the man in

Yeah im rubber city made
Living in the shade
Shout out to the blimp
Bigger than the capital M
But my name FDG
Everyday i live im overcoming my Mistakes