Lyrics:
My life's in jeopardy
Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be
I haven't been home since Friday night and now my wife
Is comin' after me
go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I'm comin' back home
Let me go home
It'll all be alright
I'll be home tonight
I'm comin' back home
like I'm not so far away
Away
And you make me feel like that's not a place to stay
Stay
Comin' home
Comin' home
Comin' home
Comin' home
By
like I'm not so far away
Away
And you make me feel like that's not a place to stay
Stay
Comin' home
Comin' home
Comin' home
Comin' home
By
da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
And I'm called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Can I drop the bomb drop
her, my tears come rollin' down.
Mmm, when my baby ‘s comin' home?
Mmm mmm, wonder when my baby ‘s comin' home?
Yes I miss her and I need her, I'm so
We were ridin' by, listening to wind chimes
Hot summer days, kickin' it at recess
Like an engine man didn't even need rest
Having fun, dog couldn't
went wrong
Sad seven still the sickest in the game
Money comin’ in, in another lane
Still thuggin’, hit a nigga with thе flame
Catch ‘em slippin’ and I’m
And baconeggandcheese
So to Philly I owe you an apology
For all those years actin like you not apart of me
(I'm human)
What you know about Rita's on a spring day
It won't cost you a thing to hear me
sing my favorite gospel song....
'Lord, I'm comin' home, Lord I'm comin' home
I've been a fightin' the devil
checking out
Just as soon as you hang up the telephone
Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home
Comin' home, comin home
Stick a candle in the window,
soul that passes by
This song's for you, from the Jackson 5
I'm comin' home, it's plain to see
I still got Indiana soul in me
Oh, yeah
I'm goin'
Dear God, bring our p-o-ws' home
And our brothers on lockdown, home
Amen!
Jeah! back blocked on everybody laptop
Hittin' niggas from da shower,
I'm ready sounds nice like this
Swing Low hey Hey
Yo yo
Swing Low sweet chariot
Comin' to carry me home
Carry me home Carry me home
Swing Low sweet
man comin', tax man comin')
Money, go back home (tax man comin', tax man comin'!)
soul that passes by
This song's for you, from the Jackson 5
I'm comin' home, it's plain to see
I still got Indiana soul in me
Oh, yeah
I'm goin'
fiendin like a smoker
On my way to the mall, yo what's the plan I can't call it
He said, "How much ya got?" I'm pullin the lint out my wallet
I said,
since
'Cause I'm a heartache never see me comin'
I'll always take you by surprise
I'm a heartache hungry and huntin'
Someone I can eat alive
By
I'll admit I was wrong
(Huh) 'Posed to be worse so
I'm comin' out strong
Came in a rookie and now I'm the don
Envy the love and the money I won
I'm by
FLOW
HERCULES THE REAL AND I THINK I’M FINALLY COMIN HOME
BEST BELIEVE IM FINALLY COMIN HOME
CUZ THIS BY DESIGN IS MY STORY
THIS BY DESIGN IS MY STORY
Now I'm comin' home, foot on the gas I'm burnin' rubber
My time is comin' soon, and you'll know by hearin' thunder
Listen, I'll be comin' home with more
right now
I'm on side you, inside your home right now, with my chrome out
And I'm facin' every Devil comin' your way
I'mma burn that bitch straight in
Link wit us we running, it up
Bring in the cream nd bring in the drugs
Come on the scene ain't comin for hugs
If she elite she leavin wit us
Gas in
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
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