they filled him full of lead Now there seems no reason why I should carry on In this land that once was my land I can't find a home It's lonely and it
along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with
there In a-laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was home Going home Where the New York City winters aren't a-bleding me Bleeding me Going home
stormy the time has arrived for a 9 to the 5 That?ll bore me, as much as the dude who pursued it - Before me - gave it his heart Literally - he got
Carry a long whip yo I'll whip your ass Hard head mexican dope mixed with hash Machetes behind door where the ? is stashed Desperado kids me and Ghost
far from garbage, whether it's cold or it's late August My shit is fresh cause I catch the hottest My little cousin bubble swatches and carry a couple
me, weed and crack stalk me Bitch motherfucker tried to get a rep' off me Leave him there, never know, get him off me I remember days when we just fucked
the franchise Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives Rapel on fakes like reflectors He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career We can can him, manhandle him
to the surface Tell me I've got to know what is my meaning and my purpose Show me I'm far from home lost with no sense of direction Take me to Your throne
storm You're the dearest friend I know Oh, Light of the world, carry me home Oh, for grace to trust Him more Jesus, Jesus how I trust Him How I proved Him
me home, I will tell him no; 'Cause I won't forget who's taking me home, and in whose arms I'm gonna be; So, darlin', save the last dance for me... And
Barbie Young brother, big city, eight million stories Old heads taught me, yung'un, walk softly Carry a big clip, that'll get niggaz off me Keep coke
Jaz] Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me? Worldwide Originator, say word to me The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga like a third degree, see me
goes to India I'll miss him most of all He'll see me in the mudlarks' face, hear me in the beggar's call And mama will stay home, I guess, and worry if
was riding beside him He said I'm old kind of worn out inside I worked my whole life in the steel mills of Gary And my father before me I helped build
call my name Take care of baby and tell him darling That I'm going home on the evening train I pray that God will give me courage To carry on til we
warm him of the setup before the brother gets wet up" ... [gunshot] He ran to the pay phone Hopin that nobody stayed home He tried to dial, the niggaz
I've shot him in the back With a great big gun as the preacher begun. Send for some policeman to take me right away. Lock me down in the dungeon cell