Come back home Please come back to me It's been so long I?m dying to see you Please come back home Please come back home Please come back home I?m
Come back home Please come back to me It's been so long I?m dying to see you Please come back home Please come back home Please come back home I?m dying
I hear an Amen To every soul who's lost their way, come back home Yeah the wait is over, today's the day come back home Come back home Oh calling out
events it's the place where dreams come true dreams can still be nightmares too and ah sha, sha, sha sha whoa whoa so much it's close enough for rock
closest daughter get cut though trying' to hit mah lick Jail ain't going to stop a nigga from doing the same ol' shit We get probation, come home and its back
m bruisin' your whole family, dress 'em up in dark colors Then come to your funeral in two Hummers That's me, Baby Gangsta, spark in the day Come out the funeral home
and him had so much fun Teach me man to man things bout the game Let me know always let em hang be bout my change Never thought that come closee to home
went the race of races Solga box I lace it Yo' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy paper chaser Evil look in my eyes Close
own Strength of a rolling stone Educated sister And she street watch, just like a pro Soo much guys, during days at the office But when she comes home
need you like flowers that need the sun At school he may now because he were the one Life keeps on taking away No messes along so baby come on home?
to make a team So ya better come hard, and come correct Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject So go back home and learn to write But don't come back
punk ass, ahhaahahah! Picture me rollin, baby Yeah, all them niggaz up in them cell blocks I told y'all niggaz when I come home it's on Hmm, that
me Buckle up your seat belt eyes on the road They know we ridin' dirty gotta play it how it go They close down the projects the clubs been closed And
slavery You act like it's outrageous give me space it won't get better And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters Soon as I come home
represent Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home On my block
Addicted to a life of crime had no time for the growing stage He learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police Don't come home
'til I earl, spendin money 'til it's gone It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin on Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang
gettin burned Talk a lot of shit but youse a trick in drag Like the Mack make you fall back and stick yo' ass for back pay [Chorus: singers + 2Pac] Why
