Living these hard times Full of freezing nights It's easy to forget the way home No one's helping you Cause nobody set the rules This time you gonna make
Living these hard times Full of freezing nights It's easy to forget the way home No one's helping you Cause nobody set the rules This time you gonna
men No, God's favorite prophet was All-American I'm gonna take you back to Biblical times: 1823. An American man named Joe living on a farm in the holy land of Rochester, New
sit down We?re dancing at the ceili All the boys we loved so well So handsome young and charming They?re in New York and Boston now They should be home
sit down We?re dancing at the Ceili All the boys we loved so well So handsome young and charming They?re in New York and Boston now They should be home
89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit Crossin 8 Mile into Warren, into hick territory I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no
the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home Ridin' a storm across the mountains and
your own way So it's down to the bottom and there's nothing to say I think everybody knew that it would be this way It's the same old story and it's
nobody back, violently, fakin that Promise you, got somethin Lord that'll honor you Blow your little head off while you're tyin your shoe But back in
Now I wind up in here, it's like You remember, listen boo, listen The way you rub my face, the way you talk to me The way you look at me, I know ain't
boom-boom in the parks Vocals in fumes from my darts, lead the roofs on the part Fuck up your happy home, daddy's back with a chrome Snatchin' ya throne
pain harm and danger Youths are the new leaders To become the new doctors and lawyers I said the youths are the future to become the new doctors and
live again Deadly with a pen, we started as madmen ? debates, on who was better Kane or Rakim, way back when Chickens were skeezers, you fought your way
Back to Detroit like MOJO Fucked his ass up and we forgot about toto Bang woke up drunk as hell Stumbled over to Rude Boy Before I started to tell My story
my jewlerys so gordy Slid into the party with my new pair of Maurys America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey Hey young world wanna hear a story? Close your
way back home Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an aching in his heart Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start He never told
up ox (shut up) I'll break the roc let I'm bout' to setup shop Then.. head up top, basically the lay low New number, new home Change my name to pueblo
you know what I'm sayin', man what I'ma tell him? I was on the train man, you know. So after that I went back home. And man I'm, I'm just in Chicago,