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Not By Choice Home

I had was one more chance, Would I be home, would I be coming home Home is where the grass is green, Open eyes can barely see, All the distance we leave in between Home

4] [Daddy-O] Yo Rick, bring yo' ass home.. The sounds of my voice make the honies wanna flip and the flow of my phrase make you have no choice to get

: [Tupac Talking] Shit, tired of getting shot at Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested Niggas need a spot where we can kick it A spot

ghetto needs a thug mansion [Verse Two: Nas] A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by

tryin' to phone home in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home

alive When I can't wait to get outside The world is wide, the time goes by The tour is over, I've survived I can't wait 'til I get home To pass the

why wait around if it's just to surrender? And ambition I've found can lead only to failure. I do not read the reviews, no, I am not singing for you.

somebody That you?re not in touch with daily So I?m looking for somebody new Tonight down at the Ceili The winter nights are long and hard And time goes by

back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify Get electrocuted, executed by an executioner