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and my heart was heavy
Back home I returned, only to find
My loved ones gone, my world turned upside down
Life is not just living for oneself
It's living

was known as home this is nostalgia
Had a lot of friends didn't know the real them this is nostalgia
Was raised by the Mom of my bestfriends this is

I'm not on my own

Im not moving out, I think I’m going home


Cardboard boxes faint white squares to mark where posters used to be

The room is full

Being here with you, just right by my side 
Gives me exhilaration that I cannot hide 

Paris is the city, the best one in the world 
Of all the cities in

friends
I don't think I'm down
Last year's end, you were not around
This year I put the world on my sound
Didn't love me then, but you love me now
Acting

Take a Look

Level 42

Lessons in Love: The Essential Level 42

2017

I`m a ragged man with a ragged heart
But I wear my soul with pride
You can see me on the road
See my carrying my home
And perhaps it seems that

on
I got nothing left to give
This is what is left
But if it's not enough
I am forsaken
Take my hand and follow me home
Before emptiness will swallow me

LSD

Public Enemy

There's a Poison Goin' On... [Bonus Tracks]

1999

you got
Not a whole lot no forgot oh this shit is hot
Spendin' all the cheddar for clothes
With a sign foreclosed on the front mud
Lost in dominoes

Sesame Street

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

left this world by putting bullets in they head
But little Johnnie across the street
Hung hisself from his bunk-bed
Had to go to court in the mornin'

Devil's Got a Hold

Pharrell Williams

Give the Drummer Some

Devils got a hold of me
Devils got a hold of me
(Devils got a hold of me)

My automobile is not a Bentley
He knows that my pockets empty
The devil,

state of mind to make the traffic move
I'm in no hurry, I'm just passing thru cuz

This world is not my home
This world is not my home
This world is not

aint right 
They just pander to the masses as you bite the hype 
The only booth that I step in got a microphone 
I use music as a weapon not my right

is posing for a photo op 
With the oval office clan 
And uncle Sam is rigging cockfights 
In the promised land 
And that knife you stuck in my back

alive
I'll never pass you by
And baby come lay by my side and we can ride ride into the sunset
Take you to the mansion let me see you in a sundress

tends to fly
I'm on my southern rhyme twang, baby, come and roll with me
Backwoods as it gets and not the shit that you see on T.V
I'm talking Chevy

you were a memory
And I was on my own

The world has changed for the worse
The bad can't be reversed
We need our hero more than ever
But you're nowhere

more weeks and I'm headed back home
Battlin' the world when I get in my zone
I don't need help, bitch, I handle my own
Do as I do except when we in Rome

french windows
Leading to the study fosco is in
The garden feeding his mouse)

Feast, my friend enjoy your little dinner
And pay attention now you little

sure, there is
A direct, not inferred, reference in
Her lyrics to "salad tossing"
Which, to be clear
Is the act of being anally probed
By someone else's

and gone
And I miss you, and I miss me
The world felt new and we were free
You can't go home

Haunted by the ghosts of my past
I was your first, you were

the sounds I hear
My final breath is looming near
How can I go without you by my side?

But I can't stand to live alone
Without you here it's not really home

the white house like it's my house
Taxpayer mothafucka, yeah this is my couch
What the problem is, homie? The bills paid
Green grass, shooters out front,

of the story
My worth is not defined
By how many problems I can carry
So no need to worry
It's not the end of the story
Might feel like I'm drowning
But I'll be

to keep it real and
Get ya Dollar Dollar bills

So there it is
Now the whole world know how hard
It is to pimp these bitches
Keep 'em all under one umbrella