But for now, I move my feet on the ground 'Cause I feel like going home I can float above the ceiling I like drifting through the air I tend to lose
Traduction: Yo La, j'ai. I Feel Like Going Home.
imagination But for now, I move my feet on the ground 'Cause I feel like going home I can float above the ceiling I like drifting through the air I tend
a baby And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong As I sit in my seat and remain calm And
hating? Ya damn right I hate these mo'fuckers Act like their lives' like glamour and shit Flash their visa While my city struggle like Gaza I dream too about looking nice when I
a baby And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong As I sit in my seat and remain calm And close
bitch was having a baby And I ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong As I sit in my seat and remain
Here it comes) I'm gettin' the fuck on, I'm aggravated I know I'll make it, I'm in a place full of hatred Treatin' my life like a sacred try to check
