boy a long way from home Poor boy I'm a long way from home Poor boy I'm a long way from home I don't have no happy home to go home to When I left my
make dough Like Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me, the under boss of this holocaust Truly yours, Frank White We got the real live shit from
Closet drunk, bathtub White house, jim crow Dirty lies, my regards And when the world just treats you wrong Just come with me and I'll take you home
isolate X-X infinite pleasure X-Y Ineffectually, I'm not allowed to show the pain Not allowed to expose the pain All the white people from my neighborhood
town, stars stay up all night Well, I don?t know, can?t see ?em for the glow of the neon lights An' it's a long way from here to the place where the home
She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati On a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy With the baby in the backseat
homicide, Ain't nobody dreams to Welcome to the home of the Home invasion DEA like to raid, You might get your home raided Went up in it Like a halfback from
my name Dre, haters wanna stop to my reign But the music lives in me, every drop in my vein The pride and the pain all the way back from the rise of
it on Lo-Jack It made its way home like a road map I fathered this If I mislead any kid that's fatherless That burden's on my soul as long I exist Generation
o Lyrics From the city to the world below From the strangers to the ones I know From the darkness to the holy glow
take the long way home see a lotta whips dipped out in chrome thinkin about a house but I can't get along so I day dream on my way back to my zone thinkin
way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you boo from way over there
, I know that hurt you bad Mystery shows, from gold to shackles and back to gold We act like we home, matter fact we are home Bad attitudes, octoroon
is my best friend my confidant I love the way we live as one together we the perfect bond. Me and my radio doin' 90 on the freeway knowin' the way to
The more that you appear (Kanye) lifestyles of the broke an famous let you know how crazy this game is look at all the new beautiful faces at home supermodels myspaces long
towards others in the things you do 'Cuz when the trumpets blowin', 24 elders surround the throne Only 144,000 gon get home Only 144,000 gon get home
places you been, time travelin *echoes* Time travelin *echoes* Yo, I was a piano player in my last lifetime Now I write rhymes, sip white wine and let
Playboy home, Wrappin' up my lifestyle and I smash this song Twizzy [Verse 6 - Nicki Minaj] I'm in that cotton pink Bent', Puttin' mass on the guts, White
