experience any type of motor difficulty Don't panic take one more hit off the oxygen mask Calmly put your hands between your legs And kiss your
Forever will be home to me Oh, that's where my heart is truly free The creeks and the rivers The dust and the mud All of us understand This land gets in your
keep it talking You want to You ain't built to squabble with us I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus I drink your water up Cool
of bitches a reason to keep it talking You want to, you ain't built to squabble with us I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus I drink your
Still Love Me So How You Gon' Leave Me And Your Family? Ever Word You Said Sounds Like To Me A Melody But I Can't Hear You No More Silence Is Killin'
made the rules do you recall?, who's the judge when it comes to this street law?, is it me?, you?, or is it my crew?, my niggaz get down, yo niggaz
, I was put down Forced by others to listen to their sound 'Til the time has come as I proclaim to you All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through You call yourselves kings, that is
again Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs Won't help me get back home The home is where the heart is, I've been told 'Cause I promised my heart to her
't believe I'm hearing that boy thinks I'm not dangerous Let me draw his girlfriend home Cut no slack she'll never go back Marriage, love, wife please All that talk is
should be thankful And your carelessness, it is something awful And no, I can't just let you go And though your father's name is known Your decisions now are yours
in I wouldnt of been such a prick to you f-ckin men you say you dont trust em why do I hear the sound of toilets flushing some sh-t is goin down you
it to them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their minds a little and dawg you'll never believe this but Sharonda actually talks to me now Jesus and everyone else is
any motherfucker who delivers my head "Shiver me timbers!" I'll burn your bloody ass to a cinder So all you motherfuckers remember (hook) [Sen Dog] Think of the many moons I been away from home
when they let me come through Even bring my crew, then I'm in the wind, no stress No, where you going, no, where you been No where you at, no, who you
you know the Pneumonia thing? It was bologna, was it the Methadone ya think? Or the Hydrocodone, you hide inside your pornos? Your VCR tape cases with your
them see they way Through it, not you Can't step in my pants Can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth You lose your tie And your shirt Since
ya Is just back the Hell up You need to go where they let you do your thing in a cup And you take a diagnosis, you see your boy Shock G wrote this To
take me home Around, around, around, around the sons of the flow we goin' Around the underground to spread the sound about the DFLO Let me give your