Lyrics:
the keys
And I got Jackson Cannery
Millionaires and millrats
Live side by side
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
Tell me what's he
this crying ain’t doing me far
And all of this pain is ripping apart
And I lost my brother in the hood where I’m from
This shit is so tragic in loosing
basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round
Up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and
My brothers are gonna put you
know how much I can take, or how far I can make it
I got so much hate in my heart, I feel angry
I go back home to remind me what made me
And we used
And we gon' get to where we gotta go, But just take it slow
And I've been traveling so long, I'm on a long road and I'm so far from home
I never
not from either of em
I ain't rushin to but I wish I could see my brother
I wish I could see him when he see me rap, see how he react
Look what lil bro
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
the days
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
their wisdom
They tell me my ears are so young (Home)
Go back, from whence you came (Home)
My family tree, my family name (Home)
For some strange
those trees for all their wisdom
They tell me my ears are so young. (Home)
Go back, from whence you came (Home)
My family tree, my family name (Home
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
From loving me?
Is it my sins?
Is it my deeds?
No matter how bad we think we are
No matter how far we are from Him
Just come back home (He says)
Come
to the thrash metal show
I lifted Debbie from the snow
And she stood there sobbing and sobbing
Her brother came up to me and said, "Mark, what's going on?
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
(Do me Doobie)
God damn I smoke good
I just picked it off the tree (uh, hey, uh)
Lil' shawty look good
And she coming home with me (uh, hey,
showing so much hatred
Man Ineed a ladder this here coming from the basement
Started writing at 4 in the morning not P.M my nigga
If you want it then you
their wisdom
They tell me my ears are so young (Home)
Go back, from whence you came (Home)
My family tree, my family name (Home)
For some strange
saved
Man I was hanging out in these streets
At home the crisis was a real sh*t
Things falling apart, bottomless pit
I tried to run away from my sh*t
But
don't mean jack (chill, chill)
To a brother from down the hill
Back track with a rap that remains funky
(Hmmm, and it's ugh)
Back in the day, y'all, I
Don't go too far
Stay with me
Im all you need
She said to me
Don't go too far
Stay with me
Im all you need
She said to me
Don't go too far
Stay with
away, away from home
But when I return, will I be unknown?
The agony takes its toll
Brothers and sisters, my loving family,
To my wife soon to be have
bout
Baby you just came over (I don't know what you want from me)
Do it by myself yeah (Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo)
I'm by myself, I'm by myself,
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