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the old folks still the same? And by the way, did she mention my name? Did she mention my name just in passing? And when the morning came Do you
a paradise as far as I can tell You will get swallowed up By the American folk tale It will consume and spit you out Or you can fall in line The great
"So, you're going to leave the old home, Jim Today you're going away So, you're going among the city folks to dwell" So spoke a kind old mother
dreams And all the love we had We didn't know then how hard it was Livin' on our own I'd find her cryin' late at night Talkin' to the folks back home I
And the crowd wasn’t very forgiving I guess that’s what you get watching a bunch of rich folks Diss on a volunteer organization Guadalupe told the story in
just heard my verses Gettin' published by Zondervan Interesting, Stephen Hawking surrounded By these Simpletons Or maybe Walts' surrounded By Jesse
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City, And I dreamed about those cotton fields at home. I dreamed about my mother, Dear old papa, sister
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City and I dreamed about those cotton fields at home I dreamed about my mother dear old Papa, Sister
day it snowed real hard and she disappeared I loved little Agnes Johnson I met her at the old folks home She'd call me up and say" hey Stephen
on the stars on the Michelin I need a whole movie trailer so people don't fuck with the boy out of Michigan Two heads just bopping, followed by plenty more
Close call like em slidin home My Kevin heart, Ice cube cold But she ride along (Damn) My Whole city like a foster home (Damn) But Imma put the roster
a rusted Mustang feeding in the yard of Silvia King I wondered at the nature of a man As I raised some dust by Stephen Leon's land Born to lead but bread
fields and home, I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother, And I dreamed about that girl, who's been waitin' for so long I want
Never fold RSL that's the title we stick to the G code We live by the same laws it'll never get old nigga (Nah) It'll never get old nigga (And that's
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother And I dreamed about the girl that's been waiting for so long I wanna go home I wanna go
Wise ghosts of old town Walk around without a sound In traces they find home They exist in ancient bones Present never sleeps On these streets In
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
far away The young folks roll on the little cabin floor All merry, all happy, and bright By and by hard times knocking at the door Then my old Kentucky
the paper about people like me Thought I'd outrun them by now but then back home They always see everything that I see before me The people back home tell
like a chump 'cause he got what they want (want) He under thirty years old but already he's a pro Designer trousers slung low 'cause his pockets stay
Money-go-round You're back to Home Counties You're blessed in Home Counties The folks at the borders Count sheep in their slumber Yet there ain't many thatched
folks/Who couldn't fathom the half of it/ Surrounded by people/Used to respecting orders/ I'm from a hood that/Taught me check my corners/ ‘Fore you get
I'll never really be alone 'Cause we gotta lot of love and a happy home Magazines are writing stuff but I don't ever read them Some of the folks I
alright Lucky if I make it home by tonight Almost died over hoops Had me questioning if brotha would shoot Not talking threes but he got three calibers that
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