Always, a hero comes home He knows of places unknown But always a hero comes home Some day he may be carved in stone The hero comes home He goes and comes
a hero comes home He goes where no man has gone But always a hero comes home He knows the places unknown Always a hero comes home
Translation: Beowulf Soundtrack. Idina Menzel - A Hero Comes Home.
holdin on, i come from a broken home She had more then the 5 senses she knew more then books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a little
under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence
what I did with the raw Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores Pick a weekend for freakin' for figure fours I figure frauds never hit a lick before
I do The realest in my age group, no shit SoHo, Cosmo, Bah Mar blow fish? Let's make a toast, tell yo' friends come closer Drinks on me like a coaster
the girl's been given She call it a blessing but you call it living When it come to money she can be a hero She writes them checks with a whole lot of
Skippin' it down Up and down, all night long Skippin' it down I'm a forty Ten O three on a Tuesday morning In the fall of an American dream A man is
a shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?" Standing around. Good people, oh yeah! They all regard themselves as good people and they are full of "ain't it a
owe to it my success With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal' I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started
The house started shaking and we heard a kaboom Looked out the back window, saw a pillar of smoke Yo, your backyard is smashed, man, this isn't a joke
finna win it all they should put me on a poster I gotta get it all they should put me on a poster every night I get it all they should put me on a poster
the hero? But you never walk home in the dark Whatever happened to the great empire? You bastards have turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now Come
the victims die I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain And if this all makes you feel a little insane Kick
reading in a letter that they?ve gone to something better Bet you're sorry now, I won?t be coming home tonight I?m sick of looking for those heroes
power Would you be the one to turn you back And cast the first stone Would you think me a coward Though I'd be the hero And come home a hero I gave
is long enough. You're going home... You're the only one who can hold your head up high, Shake your fist at the gates saying, "I have come home now!
