the signs that let it go Tired, I'm very tired Can you see me rounding back to home Wired, I'm very wired Can you see me rounding back to home
I'll ride the rhythm like a black cowboy And I'ma get busy for y'all to enjoy Whether dancefloor jeep or the comfort of your home I'm kickin somethin out your back
clinging to the reins assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains but it's a long road out of eden back home i was so certain the path was
pops his son is a daughter All I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer Kinda packin' a bitch and i'll be back with a hit I'm that
then claim they hard A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
you know! Wew! [Chorus] For the master has come back Gong the originally Run for the grand finale mi inna mi Clarky-Wally For the master has come back
I can't make it home One blunt, one more shot of a patron I'm lit, I can't make it home Cops right behind me I might be gone! I can't make it home One
tone Or better yet, fuck it you can call me at home At 9-8-8-1 naw I ain't gonna say all dat Just leave a number I'll call ya back [Answering machine
Oh my God he's back" Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin' A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns Chicks get stabbed in the back
Said excuse me I'll be right back, pardon me Grabbed his glass and he nodded to me Skated off to take a piss, the shit felt like a nut Got back the dude
wink I just put down my dollar bill, took off my mink Bartenders know me big spenders, gave us those monster drinks Sent us ? and cigars that stink Playing
O.G., checkin' for this Play hard on the graveyard shift, cigar split Far quick, when the shit jump off, you heartless This is S.I.N.Y., Killah Killah Hill 10304, home
I wanna get home where my friends are i don't know maybe i'm just getting old and I freeze in the night On the way back I was sitting in the car everyone smoking cigar
back (back) the fog is lifted The earth has shifted and raised the gifted You knew I'd be back so pack your bone And hit the road jack cuz daddy's home
soon, they're gonna bring her back on line, Ordinary people. They're gonna bring the good things back, hard workin' people. They put the business back
she's lookin' so good, they're gonna bring her back on line. Ordinary people. They're gonna bring the good things back. Nose-to-the stone people. Put the business back
to the back, she must be inside and can't hear Probably upstairs, in the mirror, doin her hair I walked in through the back door entrance Shocked it was
: "I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that" (repeat 2X) -- Kool Keith from the Ultramagnetic MC's 'Ease Back' [Nas] Yo; I