Lyrics:
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
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
is Erick Sermon now want some and I'll flip
I'm far from a chump, I'm hardcore like Brooklyn
Mess with me and get your manhood token
Hardcore
your innocents
Cuz I done did so much wrong, I'm far from innocent
Dam My little Lyric, how they grow up so quick
Went away to school, ain't ever noticed
breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets
and the baddest
Hah hah check it out
The rugged 'Rican puts five
To your blunts and
Congo drummin, countin stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's comin, so don't act
oh Lord I wanna go home
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars by
in his favorite easy chair
My brother Donnie's huffing paint thinner in the van with cousins Terry and Steve
Well Dad called from the tavern said he'll
favorite easy chair
My brother Donnie's huffing paint thinner in the van with cousins Terry and Steve
Well Dad called from the tavern said he'll be home
though
Now I ride two door, the Porsche looking mean have to up it too
Hella far from broke, the forty won't choke plus a niggas still elope
Only 'cause
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
Peter Pan!
If you want to save Wendy,
come to my pirate ship.
Wendy! Wait for me.
I will go save you!
Wendy and her brothers
were captured by Captain
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
me home
Yeah, is it me or is it you?
You've got different moods that take you far away from me
All I wanted for you was for you to stick right by my
fields at home.
I dreamed about my mother,
Dear old Papa, Sister and brother,
I dreamed about that girl
Who's been waiting for so long.
I want to go
sitting by the telly with my brother, Kenny
When suddenly the penny dropped
While all of my brothers are sitting at home
I've got a bank loan and I've
sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy
sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy
Ok
Now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, “Hi, haters!”
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
Several years ago
In a foreign town
Far away from home
I met the Count of Tuscany
A young eccentric man
Bred from royal blood
Took me for
Several years ago
In a foreign town
Far away from home
I met the Count of Tuscany
A young eccentric man
Bred from royal blood
Took me for
kinda
Can't even imagine I'll take me too far
Ain't start freshman year they said I was too small
My brother had to serve
my other cousin cracked cards
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City and dreamed
about the life I left at home
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
I
and brother
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waiting for long.
I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh, how I want to go home.
Home folks think
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