Lyrics:
Make some noise!
Everybody all around, won't you...
Make some noise!
And all my real, live niggas, won't you...
Make some noise!
Everybody down with
I'm most at home in darkness
Burned and blinded by the day- it weighs heavy on my heart
But i take strength from its harshness
For my spirit shall
battles fought the odds
Were all against you
But your Irish heart was strong and
In memory still lives on
And in Ireland there are some
That don't forget
tight, break a bitch quick
Futuristic niggas take shit
(Chorus 2x)
(DJ Quik)
P-I-M-P unified
MJG and Q gone try
See me gettin' down with Ball in the ???
Hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
Uh, yeah
Yo, I would show you how I live
Uh, if I wasn't sat
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
belong|Home to tear the Temples down...|Home to change!|
Am I living just to die
By the po-po
I really can't take none
Of this no more
Kicking down the door
Waving the four four
I really can't take none
to say
"Hello, haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, life is funny, you never know what's in store
By the way, your hair
we could knock it down
We'd go out together and get real drunk
And then we'd come back home and try to sober up
We could live together and make it
and by
By and by
Ba ba ba ba ba ba dah dah dah dah
bao bao bao
What's that you say?
You live by the Hudson river?
And a breeze blows through your
Right down to the bone
The world is a toilet
But lets eat our own
And drink when I'm dry
If life doesn't kill me
I'll live til I die
We go to the gutters
up by Mahalia...
cnd reigned as a King so Loud.
I searched the world for the meaning,
Funk brought me Home on the One.
Blue, Blue, Blue Skies.
Going
home to you,
With my dreams above the clouds
When I wake I get to live again
To pull those dreams on down
I take some time to bring my presence to my
went outside for recess
I put a cricket down the backside of her dress
Had to take a note home, Mama spanked my butt
Daddy hugged me, "Son, that's part
Them niggas they be talking out there mouth
Like we ain't spin
No i ain't taking no loss yeah
All my niggas going to win
Forever long live q
Got me
When there is nobody at home
I can do by my own
Reach the thing I've dreamed about
And become a fully wild
little girl Е Е Е
Just take my hand
Why do I feel the most safe
When the world is crashing down around me?
My dreams are an escape from reality, An illusion of brighter days
The smell
He lives his pain in the people's eyes
And couldn't shed a single tear
He dreams of a better childhood life
Waits for dad to come back home
Years goes
I'm up in the sky
All the little people down there living their little lives
They get outta their hot wheels cars, and into their little homes
Never see
Chuck he lives by the clock
You know he's rather be sittin' on a dock
Well Deb and Walt their moving on up
Brand new home and livin' for the sun yeah
an in-store heartbreak
Live at five, interview for Channel 2
Saw a cutie, thought she was on the TV crew
She said after the show, "I'll be waiting for you"
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is that
Don't be scared of this
Terror Sqaud
Don't be scared of this
That's right, that's right
Prospecto, follow me here now
Throw your hands up, my live
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