gone (My heart takes me Home, been so long, They won't remember me now) Yes I'm going back there somehow, (Lonely road that leads me nowhere Home, I was wrong Home
re gone (My heart takes me Home, been so long, They won't remember me now) Yes I'm going back there somehow, (Lonely road that leads me nowhere Home, I was wrong Home
cold night red district places she seen more hotels than my tour suitcases or male customers than Old Navy's she love limelight more than John Swaybis seen more miles
, So the streets is dangerous For the city Drive slow or the cops will get ya' And sit back while I paint this picture For the city It's been my home
Good God! Good God! Amen . . . John Lennon: Okay? FZ: Sit down and cool it for a minute so you can hear what we're gonna do! John Lennon: Yeah, this
a track learn to pick and shovel too And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to." John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies John Henry'
no more candles Whatever you do Then Willie stopped singin' And the prairie wind blew The grain kept rollin' on For miles and miles The fields of fuel Kept rollin' on for miles
God? How many of U worship God? How many of U know how God wants 2 be worshiped? And that's where the agreement falls down, right? 20 churches in a one mile
(feat. John Legend) J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League [echoes] [Rick Ross:] It's Da Boss. It gets no better than this... Maybach Music! [Chorus - John Legend:]
and all angry clouds were made by me. i had been kicked out of hippy houses all over seattle. the house on john street. 6th and john. they had me sleeping
(feat. John Legend) J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League [Echoes] Rick Ross: It's Da Boss.It gets no better than this... Maybach Music! [Chorus: John Legend] Swimmin
just penny pushin and i'm bigger, So you hate on me cause you lack paper and i'm gritter, Wit two biancas up on my arms like John Ritter, Oh my goodness
skill taking life. More than just a man, the woman cried. More than just a man stood laughing as she died. (iii) Harley Street Nice man Jack is home
It's easily said with your gun to my head No one wants to fight a fighter If this is a dream then I'll stay out of bed It's always dark before it gets
man good for you. Nothing to say gets through the day sleepin' 'til late, Roll on the night hides from the light that's makin' him wait. Takin' his speed home