Lyrics:
back the clock for me
Well my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buckeye
on and sing along,
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala,
If you just get by the pence and ain't got no money for the rent,
When your self motivations gone put your
Admired him for the Choices he made
Who knew some odd years later I'd walked the path he paved
Didn't say much because he lead by example
Now I know my role
one thing I want it's to take you home for Xmas
Drive away from the cold and we'll heat it up out on the road
Fala lalala no matter where we go
The car
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
never show your real skin
Lay low inside by the fireplace
The holiday season is full of shit
I want to meet my lover in the snow outside
And bury her
I got my mind on my money, and I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper
For real yeah ain't never had to tell me get this bread
Holiday
and waitin' for me standin' by the door
I saw the girl with the golden curls said I'll never leave you no more
I'll never leave you no more
Well it must have
clearer
East side to the west side
No place like home
If it's questions that you've got
Go the extra mile or not
100 Dash
Got my laces tied
Long road
I
drinking that's why I
Wake and bake in the morning no lie
Cause I just saw my dealer outside
Court side no hand ball we kick straight home and
I got her
those that haven't paid.
"I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the Prick, fresh out the nick.
"I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
Then
fly
No matter how blue the sky
I would be lost a million miles from home
But with you by my side it's all okay
It's such a nice day
Cause no matter
people (For her people)
I'm the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace (Aiyyo!)
Or out come the beast
We the best still there's room for
the state and it so happens
They’ve been able to trade education for programming
Now tell me how can I trust the president
When the hospitals constantly have
keep rising to the top
Now it' No Limit East
My boy Short Circuit here, Slay Sean
We laying it down for the 2 G's ya heard me
[Master P (Slay Sean)]
We
another buried dream
Beyond the badlands, where the just are cast aside to die
A poison had come to their home and everyone was sick, and no one
said I'm only warming up
This is for the pioneers from Primo to Pete yo this high science here
Avant garde East Coast make 'em bob they heads
Nigga, my
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
tripping
Acting like I'm on my lonely
I stay with a unit
Can't do it by myself
Takes a group to start a movement
Don't know where to go
I need you to show
approve it (You approve it)
And I know the road been a long one (Been a long one)
Been no one holding any stones
Just know you still got a home
Yeah
Hey,
the movement
At times my thoughts are obsessed with
The idea of my career
Takin off or left breathless
With no chance of resuscitation
I'm patient
Waiting for
'm rockin that black on black
I'm somewhat of a street soldier
My whips just had to match
You won't see me over ya shoulder
Don't look at me for no closure
to complain
Cause i ain’t come this far this far
Just to come this far
I didn’t start pushing my pen just for the hell of it
I don’t jump on new trends
be you and everybody fit relate
Cause If you check am currently life no be set by set
But my hope was pure
Na update I de find
Carry your fb come
Me
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