like Come up out your hood, it ain't never all good We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to acting stupid Get thrown in the back woods Los Angeles, home
and Well I love you like a raging storm And I miss you like I?m coming home And I hold you like
again Twista, Kanye West, from po pimping to poppin' tags From Chunkiest to Slow Jamz, oh baby We can even make you a overnight celebrity Know what I'm saying, come
kind of feels like home But my baby, I just really wanna know How did we get so mean? How do we just move on? How do you feel in the morning When it comes
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh And on across Caroline Stopped in Charlotte
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind I stranded that Greyhound And rode in into Raleigh and on across Caroline We stopped in Charlotte
was pouring rain, I had a feeling I'd go there again, The taxi driver thought I was insane, Brown girl from the Bronx showed me her home, We went there by subway train
, since you've been gone, I ain't had no peace, no peace in my home You don't tell me no crying, don't tell me know more Come on back home baby hear
rockers, non-stoppers and our names are def See, the 'J' is for just, the other for jammin' The 'F' is for fresh, 'A' and 'D' def Behind the turntables is DJ Train
your head, rag top (Give me some) Bob your head, rag top (Come on, come on) Bob your head, rag top (Come on, give me some) Power music, electric revival
could be home, it could be home, it could be home, For you and me it could be home,it could be home,it could be home, it could be home, ''Come back,
to you What are we coming to? What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home
{Should we do another one then? Dead right Lets go One, two, three, four} A town of disrespect, the trains are wrecked The night is younger than us Nowhere
the hell are you so sad? Get down and real low down You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train Well who hasn't been there before? I come round, around
1 dies with both eyes on the jackpot The town that I'm from beggars eat cat chowder Sundance Kid is the everyday purse snatcher If you see him coming
we still running But the bad bad boyz is still coming Nobody wanna start this revolution How could they be some soldiers you ain't neva been in no war The end of it, been training
laser beam eyes You shake me up, got me spinning 'round You know what's going up must come down Tomorrow I'll be gone, a million miles from home The
I dona??t want you to fall Sly come home tonight The world is so bad you drive a??em all mad With your smile Sly come home alive When the runaway train