Lyrics:
the toll
Home is where you hang your hat
Hat is where you hold your mind
Mind reveals your inner hell
Home is where you hang yourself
Home is where
got to find a place to rest my weary soul
As long as I am dwelling here I've got to pay the toll
Home is where you hang your hat
Hat is where you
If home is where you hang your hat
c place to come in from the cold
To warm yourself with friendly hearts
Then Jesus welcome home
Come enter in
that's what we'll do
Ooh
The California way
Home is where you hang your hat
And I've got a few
What if we do all the right things and still get it wrong?
say home is where you hang your hat
But it's hard when you a music man
Gotta give my heart and soul every night to another fan
From Alabama out
cards nothing nice to play
California nights a gamble but I stay
They say home is where you hang your hat
Well I ain't hanging up that, there's no time
Breathe and hold it down
Home is where you can hang your hat
Laugh with the devil that's on my side
Breathe then you're out of time
Bite my
of hopes and dreams,
That I thought you made with me
So if home is where you hang your hat
Tell me now… when are you coming back?
You moved
And it’s a beautiful thing, my sweet American dream
Ooh yeah
Home is where you hang your hat
That’s what mama says
And I’m fine with that
I’m
places I used to go
Back home, the place that I called home.
The place that I called home.
Chorus.
They say, home is a place where you hang your hat,
but
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your
master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here.
GUARD #1: Listen, in order to maintain
for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
This is the story of a man named Stanley
A simple man with a moderately simple job:
To sit at his desk and
Push buttons all day long
His job was so
On this side better know your codes
On this side damu hang
On this side we talk slang
On this side we the hat gang
In the Bronx that's the mac game
That's
Though it's easy for a loser
To be jealous of a winner that's
Just the way that it is
Do you ever look back at
Some of your performances and
Look at your
a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep your fucking kids away from me
Cause the motherfucking turf is the place to be
Where hella niggas get shot at
So you'd better pop back,
mister, before you make me go
I'm here to let you know your little girl is a ho
Nympho, nympho, boy is she bad
Get her all alone and out comes
And you got your daddy and you know who your daddy is don't you?
Fuck that
If you want to play you answer me who's your daddy when I ask you
Who is your
holes in the soles of Rainbows
My home is always you
The four walls have never mattered
The four wheels just need to roll
Home's not where we hang our hat
the home of America's gangsta rap
The place of danger where
The gangsta boogie, the gangsta boogie
Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killas
is
And tell me just how, how much did you give?
Ah, don't give in (ooh, hang on in there)
Hang
I said hang on, hang on in there, ah (hang on in
FRANCIS
Thank you, brother. Or sister. Where was I?
REG
I thought you'd finished.
FRANCIS
Oh, did I? Right.
REG
Furthermore, it is the birthright
disconnect
And disregard the founding fathers?
But you know what? Whatever it is
It don't even matter
'Cause as long as I'm alive
I'ma show and prove where
the Louis V backpack (backpack)
They know I hang where the dawgs at (yeah)
We know you hang where the rats at (rats at)
I'm a big dawg, lil' nigga, I turn
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