Lyrics:
on the metro home
Fresh outta class I knew these days, they wouldn't last
Just a stepping stone I gotta pass
Another story for the lap
But fuck it, give him
What's your favorite scary movie?
Yo, Slim Shady (yo, Royce 5'9")
Y'all wanna make a movie? (What, what?)
We got the film right here
Yeah, I
gangsta talk
Biatch! Gangsta talk
Yeah, this is how the gangsta's talk
Yeah, yeah, gangsta walk
All the real G's out there
I know you gettin yo
homeward-bound
Can't you hear them hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay, hey
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon
And my heart's
baby (nasty)
Oh, the cooties (it's the movie, oh, no)
They comin' to get me, runnin' (runnin')
Touched by the unloyal
Trust, I had to shower for
long
Now I hope and pray with each new day
That you'll come a-travelin' home
Think of me when you're lonely
Think of me when you're blue
Think
if you gon' survive
Every night shit, every day shit
Droppin' baby off at home before my night shift
You know I can't hear none of that spend
injections, leave em with odd bodies
Babies having babies, wearing Old Navy
Robbin' old ladies, that's a product of no home trainin'
I show you the ropes,
cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before you left adds up
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
I used to think that when this was all over
Yo might feel different 'bout me
Yeah I always knew, one of these days you' d come around
Now I wonder
rapture
Perhaps ya stuck off the things we got
Beef is hot like feinds i be pullin
Fuckin fans through blocks
Rep the QBC killa Black non stop all day kid
I used to think that when this was all over
Yo might feel different 'bout me
Yeah I always knew, one of these days you' d come around
Now I
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby, we could rock the night alone
If we never get down
It
forgiveness
And I pray for open arms, and be with me lord
'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
I had all of my things packed by early
like quite a while I've been feeling like I want to go home
I'm just waiting for the day when Jesus will come and take me by the hand
There's no need
with this thug livin', will I escape prison?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance, and if you slang
Then you'd better
when you come home
Knew I was comin' off wit half of dem checks
Now we on the rise
Your diamond mami wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' this grip cocked
you're broke
Can't keep a whip, 'cause you can't pay the note
Fuck the side, I'm wavy on top, Mercedes drop
Black 380's cops, 'til the day I get
die tonight
Got a lot on my mind, you know that I'm high tonight
I left that black Hublot at home
So really I don't got the time
My nigga got by
sound
And i will bring you to my heart
Love, like a signal you call
Touching my body, my soul
Bring to me, you to meet me here
Home, be
and skinny jeans and shit, ha
Call me on Shaniqua's phone
I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo
Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo-boo
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