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New Story The Way Back Home

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

at me like i was Crazy then i got up and Walked Away Man i gotta wife at Home , and to lose her OH im Scared So now im on my Way home , Whiping off this

I'm not Bowze Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can live with that but You gotta put back the double

...it's a new day... ya know what I'm sayin'? A new day, brings a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause without

Lewis looking for a new drug 'Cause coke's getting old, started free basing Graduated to crack, smack on occasion Not catching the bus, but back at the station Back

go tho, gotta hit Myrtle Street Passed the acorns on my way, bitch. it's just anotha day Big Banks came through and started mixin Sittin in the studio kick back

on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place That I once used to call home sweet home Come on, let's go back Follow

, skipped the light fandango The Zircon Princess seemed to lost her senses Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps So she can tell the stories to the girls back home

telling me to chill 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