: Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made
Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made, you made
Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made for
Übersetzung: Home Grown. Reflexionen.
Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made
her like this come here You don?t gotta go home, but you can?t stay here Oh, oh, when you go I will not stop you You aint got to go home But you can
grown better through this stress in the regret that I've known The molten fire deep inside us that remembers us home Yah got us, it's on us to select direction to grow
eyes and recognize the clear blues skies reveal all your pain and bring some light to falling rain I've watched you grow and change and still your truth remains paint your own reflections
you heard the news? The dogs are dead! You better stay home and do as you're told, get out of the road if you want to grow old.
Yelling, yelling, yelling away Going, going, going away And fly, away [Talib] Yo, fly in it Blue skies the limit, the skies infinite It reflect in the
awhile but they hit home Never thought it'd get so shady Lost the babies in our range is gone But remains are all but memories recollections and reflections
ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home
cursed From one into a million disperse Wisdom reigns like water from the heavens to below Crush my earth, seeds grow, garden starts to grow You know
Are there no blinders on lights that glare? White noise on the eyes From gas station lights and reflected ice glare So that I can walk home by moonlight
-one-five Reflection Eternal, Bahamadia, yes yes [Xzibit] Yo listen the fuck up y'all It's Mr. X to the Z Xzibit Broadcastin with the home grown That
-- blunts is still fifty cents, it's intense Tree scents is dominant can't be covered with incense My presence felt my name is Kweli from the Eternal Reflection
back up back up back up back up back up) [repeated in background] Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at Unlike any place I ever been at The home
