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give her all my love
Yeah, I drive her everywhere (yeah)
There's one place I won't go
I call that place my home (yeah)
Subway sandwich
She da best hoe

They think I'm conceited cause I make this shit easy
I'm one yeah I'm the reason that ya bitch ain't home this evening
Keep my circle small no

When I walked by almost broke his neck
Boy don't look my way
If you be dancing on Tiktok
If Sammie slapping like Will Smith
Well call me Chrisean Rock
In

that came out of your mouth 

When summer break is long since gone 
cnd it's work all year from night time to dawn 
By the time you get home you pass out

the same
I been trynna tell my niggas that this life ain't a game
My dawg got a call said the pack in
Get it in get it out get them racks in
At the party we

Ain't Nobody Playin'

Black Thought

Denials Delusions and Decisions

2001

shearing leave my man home
Two dots yes I'm coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phone

By the time I arrived you was deep about five like you

place maybe 
Oh, take me back to that place 
Oh 
Surrounded by loved ones   
Such beautiful hearts, their presence I call home 
Loved ones gone but never

gets salutations, of
Fuck her face in, word to ace in the hole
Got no nation
A viking horde the world will fall before me
So call me the lord
You swing

home you're just a phone call away
So far, nothing!
From home you're just a phone call away
So far, oh nothing!
Happy by myself throwing parties
Happy by

Great John on the beat by the way

Look, I've been focused up
Talking down on the gang but
These niggas know whats up
Joking with niggas at poker
I

DREAMERS, WE LOVE THE OPEN ROAD
SOUTH  BOUND,  ANOTHER  TOWN, EACH ONE WE CALL HOME
IT'S NOT AWAYS EASY, THERE'S A PRICE TO PAY
BUT FOR NOW, WE WOUDN'T HAVE

Italian ice and I'm not talking snow cone
Money in my pocket give me mojo
Mojo rising call me john densmore
You bought the belt I bought the whole damn

I just got off the phone with John Doe
Making money makes my fingers smell
Like three holes
I moan out loud when I'm home alone
Neighbors call me

bring em to task
that was dads way so we could further our path
raised in the same home 
no division or caste
so how you got a future by denying my past
i

but I'm breaking it off
The trap (trap) just game a call
The caine (caine) is all in ya broad
The fame (fame) in reach of my arm
I'm grabbing it just

to heads, call me John Madden
Niggas cheap, they ain't havin'
Fourteen Gs, half play, I'm gon' bag it
I gotta cut this hoe loose, this bitch keep on nagging '

Finally in my zone

They see the boy out here making moves
Now they face like Home alone

I don't care about clothes or centerfolds
Or your chains that have

could man i took control who did it all first man ive got no cares
Call me G E O cause i'm doing it best
Fuck a four bar flow, spit it in thirds
John

Killing fellas, cutting off faces, making John Does
I'm the perfect porridge for these Goldilocks blonde hoes
Cold enough to pull the trigger, hot

DRINK ALONE ALL NIGHT LONG
I HAVE TO DANCE AT HOME ON MY OWN
I CAN’T BELIEVE MY APEROL, STILL COLD FROM MY THOUGHTS
FELL TO THE FLOOR, TWO HOURS AGO,

stay in balmain
My rhymes are straight
Raw as raw grain ok
I call my bitches dolll face
Just like john dillinger
I don't really give no fucks bitch
If

and watch us grow old
You're the place that I can call my home
Cause I know that's your home to the sky
What up with the X-ray, what up with the APEX
What up

me at the night With the lights dim
On a killing spree
22 the illest me
You ain't got to go home
But you got to get the fuck up out of here

Only fear

And i swing it niggaz is outer here
Then we slide we bringing right to homes face 
With the mask and gloves standing on home plate
Ain’t a zone in my city