that i can't be Oh don't make me stay I won't fool myself no way no way Oh i better stay alone And find my way back home But somehow I found i was so
dogs, all of y'all [Pup] Living a thug life in blood it's like hell at home So many cops around my hood it's like jail at home But still I roam, on the
and come correct Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject So go back home and learn to write But don't come back til ya say it right So while you're still
Me and these 223'sll freeze the biggest with ease I'm still a ni**a you fear, bring the beast to his knees and I've been born to represent, for that I
A LIL' GIRL) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: Tupac] She was .. Born A heavy set girl with pig tails and curls A heart full of gold Still
Listen to the screams, of the lives you sacrificed And in case you don't know, ghetto born black seeds still grow We comin back, for everything you owe
Look for me Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride Trapped in this world of sin, born
Before How Could You Leave Home [Twista:] I Remember When You Said I Couldn't Get None Of That Then I Remember When You Let Me Hit It From The Back
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
on man oh man Oh man [Verse 2] I have the Memphis city Jones runnin through my bones Way way back with a plus beepers and gray phones Even futha back
mothafuckas still be walkin 'em out Takin 'em home, givin 'em cheese, beggin 'em please Talkin' about he'll take my ki's, big trick See I was born to
the place I was born but when she wakes me she takes me back home A thousand miles from the place I was born But when she wakes me she takes me back home
Gave it to my jet, Fuckin' with the homies, Went back home nigga fuckin with the homies, Got a big house feel back on my shit, Got a million dollars nigga born hood rich. Back
flowers. Rita said, "Come back!" As he started to load The sun was comin' up And I was runnin' down the road. Well, I don't figure I'll be back There
yeah though the air)young thugs, young thugs, young thugs, my young thugs [x3] [Bizzy Bone:] See baby gotta goin on, but she was born in a fucked up home
doin' wrong huh? Got your steps, give your blessings, know right from wrong, turn the lights on, all ya gotta do is follow faith till they call us all home
streets are paved with gold They say the oil wells ran deeper here than anybody's known I packed up on my wife and kid And left them back at home
