Lyrics:
will always be this way
Paint the lines in gray
So, I think about nearly nothing else, still I'm on my own
Staying in ain't chic when you've got no home
the first job he found
How much can one man take?
And he measured his breath
As he pocketed his pride
And he quietly watched life go by
From
to the bone
To make sure all my brothers get back home
I've shared the smiles, I've shed the tears
Swore they'd make it out of here
When they screamed,
can hear it when I walk by
The room is moving side to side, I'm feeling hypnotized
Getting faded in the Phantom, ain't no stopping a riot
These
poppin, this bitch blowing me up
I be burning this bread, who let the toaster get stuck?
Got the key to your heart, man who doper than us?
Got the hood
God]
Haha, no, next up, the man who needs no introduction
Muthafuckin' New York's Backbone, take it home
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, I roll like a bat out
me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in
Dog's already home
Jack, dog I'm a beast, I'm a wolf
Bring your dogs back
A melody man in a melancholic mellow yellow can
Sh', tell him how we gonna
Thats no dome, bitch go home b bi bitch
Bitch go home
Bitch I spent a hundred winters
On my snow cone
Lil nigga walking like he get his bowl on
Boss man
Oh, broken homes and lonely souls
Is all they know
All they've shown is courage
Despite the circumstances
Time is passing by, stars command the sky
tone
You and your man’s can leave me alone
All clues left on the tab of her phone
As she swiping you left but still taking you home
Broken home we’re bad
tattoos on your brow
I don't have any money
Let me walk home by myself tonight
Last drinks out by the track--that's tight
Once more for the shakes
No I ain’t coming home
No I ain’t coming by
Gotta put in the work
More than just to get by
Momma I’m on my own
I'm too way in my zone
Sometimes I
by
Mind you, he doesn't really have a dad
To teach him how to be a man
His mom is twice as bad
I'ma tell him that everything is ok and I'ma have his
nobody wrong so why would they want me dead
Huh?
These are Rapper Tribulations|
Man I'm just riding thru the city wit a baddie by my side
If I'm dreaming
think it's working it's numbing the pain
Ooo
Tell me that I'll be okay
By the end of today
You been drinking away
The past 9 or 10 days
Man i hope
pills and subwoofer
You can tell it by the smile in my eyes
Certainly never took much touch
To see a man's face gets that glimmer
Certainly never took
I lost
Weak is the man to the girls I scarred
Please raise a hand if you know my wrongs
I'm deep in the plans till I'm home my god
Peace to the fam
world, & watch the scenery
Dominant I hold you down, & That’s the G in me
Feminine & your sweet so I’m Prada that
You always listen, man I’m Prada that
I
It was the Fant Man, all by myself, I did this shit alone..
I was on the street, by myself, I aint have a home..
Niccas ran down on me……..I aint have
she’ll give up for some drugs
Cos they book hotels
Man are rolling with thots
With holes in their socks
She got a baby at home
But the road is her cotch
on barbed wire
Blown apart by cannon fire
Melted from inside by poison gas
Into no man's land
More bodies they demand
Send us all to die in agony
Screams
of the GLE going to fast man I think I can't stop
The way I'm balling on niggas I might just get draft if I don't get stopped by the cops
Walk in the club
Intoxicating to pollinate
Yet, exhausted by the end of the day
The child grows
And becomes a man
And, even though it is hard
He tries as hard as he can
Like
Discuss these the home by portugal the man Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In