be home Home.. home on the strange And he don't like change And he don't like change you may think he's deranged But he'd rather be home Home.. home on
home Home.. home on the strange And he don't like change And he don't like change you may think he's deranged But he'd rather be home Home.. home on the strange
little strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute And in these days When the darkness falls early And people rush home
you keep on that strangely Verse 3: 3 I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And chilled
it for a big fat dope sack What is this pen? so let's rush it. If you want to handle it tonight we'll discuss it On the nigga's time, in the nigga's place
lookin for a big fat dope sack With ends to spend, so let's rush it If you want to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it On a nigga's time, and a nigga
around the college campus and if i was a serial killer, i would walk among us and gain trust until i needed that rush i park outside these bitches homes
ya'll, Searchin' for the dank the space cage roll, Coffee Shop stop my lungs are gettin' lovely, Amsterdam a place called home, Thirty-eight strands we through em on
on, still living in your shadow. Strange cause I never got to plead my case. You broke away and left me stranded here in the states. No choice, it's a scar on
nowhere more news from nowhere it's getting strange in here and it gets stranger every year more news from nowhere more news from nowhere then a black girl with no clothes on
But you know somethin' I have faith in the bad boys Bad boys bring it on home, bring it on home bad boys {Kain} Heh, I'm bout to do Santa Dimengo On
angry but you keep on that strangely [3] I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And
Met you, brushing your hair with the wind Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive Oh, I got a five minute rush from You in your faded blue jeans How many
long ago The elder race still learn and grow Their power grows with purpose strong To claim the home where they belong Home, to tear the Temples down... Home
icky icky situation But you know somethin', I have faith in the Bad Boys Bad Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on
keep on that strangely Verse 3: 3 I met this girl last week, she was a freak, and she liked me So I stepped on it and then asked my homies And chilled
