Lyrics:
Sometimes in the evenings I start to get that feeling
Like I'm empty inside
I know I'm doin' good now but tonight I'm headed downtown
Down by
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
home is covered in the blood of Jesus
My family and loved ones are surrounded by Angels
The land I live
Is heavenly guarded
You can't touch me
You can't
My Death Row Chain got a pharaoh face
Medalion you mad we on yea daddy home
Little daddy got to put his family on
Told my mama I'm her daddy too
I
lost my mother, nigga
And that's funny, that's funny, like
My mama had broke up with my dad for having another kid on her, and um
He had came home
words you hear, then the smoke appears
Tears, from your motherfuckin family
They're starin at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck 'em!
Shootin everything in
Turn family struggles into family hustles I don't think y'all really understand
I'm really tryna do this for the fam
I'm tryna uplift My niggaz
Be wiser
best to shun the
pathway of wrong, it's just like
heaven for Jesus is near.
My sins are gone (I'm happy, hallelujah),
I'm going home (I'm happy)
in
everyday when I see the sun come up I'ma say
Let's get it
Get it done, everyday proving that I'm still Your son
If you hear me, and you with me
Heaven
la
I can see all my family and friends
Decorating the tree
I hear them singing our favorite songs
And they’re all there waiting for me
I’m going home
family
Not understanding the destiny, had they planned for me?
If I have kids, will I live to see 'em grow?
Though I don't know
I live the life
Ain't no surprise I've been bangin' without any mane
What is this gotta be brave
When into the night I'm going to go quietly mane
Life is a bitch and then
will be with you
I’m home
I’m home
I’m home
I’m home
I’m home
I’m home
Home, is where I want to go
Sit and watch while the world is turned upside down
Hold on now, don't die now, be strong now
He said, I was born a crack baby
In a plastic bag in the alley
Raised in a foster home
With no mother
crazy, so we get to LA, we're staying off Coldwater Canyon
Alta Mesa, in studio city man, and I'm going to the studio with No I.D. Every day, and like,
and fill my eyes with other women,
Oh they look good to me and I think that I might kiss them,
Oh now it's two a.m. and I'm still stood here waiting,
So I
by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you're going through it
See, you're going to have to prove that you ain't soft and you
As we sit at the table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood and the finest man I know
He doesn't speak good English he's just
family
Not understanding the destiny, had they planned for me?
If I have kids, will I live to see 'em grow?
Though I don't know
I live the life
understand that it's a thug thing, and in the middle of thought
I'm interrupted by Shallah Raekwon
[Raekwon]
I need my money, Meth, going on about them
(I do)
Only way I'm back is going back home (Home)
I don't drink tap water, but got tap phones (Brr)
Dior on my suit, I'm a troop
Money come
And I really don't care
I've done my tour of duty
Now I'm home and I ain't going anywhere
I taught myself to tolerate the pain
All the loneliness
And I really don't care
I've done my tour of duty
Now I'm home and I ain't going anywhere
I taught myself to tolerate the pain
All the loneliness
.jpg/225px-Jason_Crabb_in_2013_(10354340755).jpg "Jason Crabb")
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