alone OUR PRIDE! OUR REALM,OUR HOME! This thing of ours, we gave it life Made through struggle of all our own A place to call home, our realm all
air tight (Yeah) So, when you hear somethin', make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (Yeah, now the mic is lower, turn the mics up) Our
goin'? He didn't even answer that Checked the rear view they were still out back Where were these brothers from? What made these brothers come? Bang! our back
I love, feels so fine "uha" Walking in the rain with the one I love, on my mind [Verse 1: Ice-T] Damn, this record takes me way back, to day that I said
Wassup, baby Oh, you can't say "Wassup" back? Anyway, I see you finally made it home Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know Oh, you was too drunk to drive, huh Damn
and the attic was killer We used to pray for 3 hours in the mornin' Sitting on the school bus Believe we was yawning All our hair was stuck down to our
The smell of your skin lingers on me now You're probably on your flight back to your home town I need some shelter of my own protection, baby To be with
History's page, it is thusly carved in stone The future's here, we are it, we are on our own On our own, on our own, on our own If the game is lost then
think we should screw, what? On my home planet, we can no longer breed I've been sent to self-precept so we can store your seed Storing our seed, yo
light I think I might... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time Have it all But do you recall Back when our minds were so free? We could get close To our
Souljah, souljah, Bone Thug Swing low sweet chariot Comin' forth to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot Comin' forth to carry me home I looked up
step dad when he died So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home Don't worry bout a damn
our getaway, and had to lay low But it ain't over, till one of us sees that crossroads But damn, Carmern comes right back, comes right back Same old
Figured it was gon' rain today, so I'm in Sit around the house until the thunder storms slacks off Look at my nightstand and pick the paper back up
form facing the deep In darkness challenging the powers that be It's impossible for scientists to make up the seas, to make up the trees So why we turn our backs
what I'm sayin'? Forty first side Niggaz know how we do, right, right I can see you back there, yeah, yo The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose Take shit back
' everything that I was askin' about First we started off bangin' up, me and golf Then shit start addin' up, we gettin' smart Now we on Broadway, coppin' our own bench Bring it home
