Turn around, go back down, back the way you came, Can't you see that flash of fire ten times brighter than the day? And behold a mighty city broken in
, when u decide To pin me down to the floor I flip you back over and Push even more could gotta come back we are going to war Helmet stays home I'm going
ya girl home and make her earn all them gemmy jewels I hope you like heat cause it's hot in the kitchen boo Do you have service, am I gettin through [
s go, uh-huh [Z-Ro] I be beeping niggaz with cell phones So why the fuck, the call back take so long If I depended on my niggaz, I'd stay stranded at home
a miracle, I'm hopeless -- I'm chokin off marijuana smoke, with every toke it's like I'm losin focus Fallin to sleep while I'm at service, when will
Hate to live us But we still some Badboy Killas Got nothin to lose, got no where to go I only got one home see me stranded on Deathrow With Outlawz, it
him no more The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do' Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib Man social service finis'
love it it's still home If they don't like it a say fuckem still they walls gone And to my city got to meet up with yo mans homes Fort Lauderdale, Pompano
And I wanted to be more than just a friend Not knowing I would hurt so in the end So I swore I'd never call you home again Took time to see through all
getcha You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your little paw Your wage won?t stretch, to picking up checks A custodial sentence you narrowly avoided Community service
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service (Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment (Tracy Jacks) is a golfing fanatic (Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic (Tracy
of toncho from his cocaine And headed thru Balboa Park Where the men in their Mercedes Come nightly to employ In the cool San Diego evening The services
'bout a thousand times Still a knock on the door makes me nervous I think I'll see you standing there - but no It's only room service - ya room service
didn't kill me, now a nigga's gone (yeah) Can't, peel my cap back, I'm never at home (ha!) I'm somewhere, with my shaft restin on a hoe's tongue (word
This is a public service announcement brought to you in part by Slim Shady The views and events expressed here are totally fucked and are not necessarily
was a dreamer But it's, back to the future, sold out arenas We, take 'em to the cleaners, calm ya nerves This is the man who provided more jobs for blacks than armed services
Last call He was sick of it all Asleep at home <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Told you off and goodbye Well you know
here with your hands in your pockets) And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind [Interview:] What did you do in the services? What did I do in the services
