I'm comin' home By the skin of my teeth, I'm comin' home By the soul of my feet, you know I'm comin' home I'm comin' home, but I ain't comin' for you
I?m Comin? Home By The Skin of My Teeth, I?m Comin? Home By The Soul of My Feet, You Know I?m Comin? Home I?m Comin? Home, But I Ain?t Comin? For You
, I?m Comin? Home By The Skin of My Teeth, I?m Comin? Home By The Soul of My Feet, You Know I?m Comin? Home I?m Comin? Home, But I Ain?t Comin? For You
the same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right The club be poppin so I'm stoppin at the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
no shortage on G's I'm tellin you now, you motherfuckers don't know me "Only fear of death.." "You ghetto niggaz" "Only fear of death is comin back
me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records
like "Jesus Comin'" There's wet pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would question they heart So when they come home, the come home
[(Wyclef) Lauryn in parentheses] Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp unh! Ahh!) Yo...It never stops, what?! We comin' back! (Murder dat buoy!)
of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of - earth"} {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning.."} [Jigga] I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for
what you believe 'cause it's deeper than words If silence is broke then somebody's comin' to blow Holes in yo' upper body, leavin' a bloody coat To be viewed by
told me to smile S*** It ain't too much s*** I gave a smile for Real talk Yo still a a**hole by nature Peep game Verse 1 (Trae) I remember comin' up
-huh) Toungue is gone, (What else?) 3-piece suits is worn, Hate yall faggot ass niggas thats scared to death, Talk shit, when im around yall hold yall breath, I make murder
Or K.L., for beatin a coward to death I feel y'all, so feel me, even if y'all guilty Time y'all niggas come home, the god'll be filthy Even though by
heard it's pretty deep down so you niggas better watch your fall Too late for that 911 call, this murder's already in progress Home invasions like asian
hard hat hangin low over my eyes And the briefcase right by my side 9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know That all of my murderers Heard of this
we got about 16 20's that will be 32 muthafuckas comin off up in your ass nigga [Chorus x2] [AK 47] comin quick with the 17 hot ones, acommodated by
forever. Tru niggas. Chorus [c-murder] I'm a mobb with my niggas forever I'm a mobb with my niggas forever [magic] I hope ya niggas feel me...... [c-murder
the same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say 'em right The club be poppin' So I'm stoppin' at the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
