! I'm on the last train to Paris, ...bonjour! ... See, we all just came to party, Don't you wait for the past, just... And when we start going in this
niggas we was comin man Hustle Hard! Yea! This for all my homies locked up, you nawmean? Cino Mike, all my niggaz that might not be coming back home for
I said tell me what's really going on? Drizzy back up in this thing I'm ready, what's happening? Gone for surgery, but now I'm back again I'm 'bout my
peace ... Rwanda, never again, and after Rwanda, what's happening? Not far from the ... Who's gonna shout for the people living in the ...? The war going that, the war going
too bold When it's just right and you have sunlight Then we're home, finally home Home in the land of the homeless, finally home Oh, what are we going
And you made me the man I'm supposed to be Jane, even though I don't say it often enough I appreciate everything you did for us Never take you for granted
you want, so many things So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time I am here for joy, I am here for
, confidential like what you like, I can do it all for you. If you wanna get with me strippin and leave this tippin and I ain't gotta call for you.
feeling well and I told them I was very cross the real me That they just better remember What happened to sam the bad cat That was left at home and got
to your friend? I live and I breathe with feeling For anything I might have tried At a point where I can touch her Everyday I wonder what's going on
're you going to get me? When're you going to get me? I've got what you want When're you going to get me? When're you going to get me? Home again, I
are gone from me Where are you going to, my love Will you come back when the sun shines Anytime you want to come home It's alright Where are you going
some day" Well it's going on ten years now since I left my home town And I went home last summer; for a week I hung around I looked out for Oscar, he
Half a tank of gas, two cigarettes Scrapping up change in the ashtray Then the voices its only a test of my faith It was only Damn there's a song for
partna though, I ain't going to talk bad I ain't going to talk bad No I ain't going to rank out Oh kitty wing, that's my partna peppermint patty I ain't going
Climbin' higher through the fire, time was runnin' out Never knowin' you weren't going to be comin' down alive But you still came back for me You were
your wine (home) Watch the fire burn (be) His problems not mine (safe) Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling (for each senseless killing) For
priests dressed children for a choir (White-robed small voices praise him) But found no joy in what was sung The funeral had begun in the middle of the day When you drive home