Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made, you made
Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made for
Translation: Home Grown. Reflections.
Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made
: Reflecting on what we once shared Now I know how much you really cared You cared for me I never did appreciate The sacrifices that you made You made
ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home
cursed From one into a million disperse Wisdom reigns like water from the heavens to below Crush my earth, seeds grow, garden starts to grow You know
Are there no blinders on lights that glare? White noise on the eyes From gas station lights and reflected ice glare So that I can walk home by moonlight
-one-five Reflection Eternal, Bahamadia, yes yes [Xzibit] Yo listen the fuck up y'all It's Mr. X to the Z Xzibit Broadcastin with the home grown That
-- blunts is still fifty cents, it's intense Tree scents is dominant can't be covered with incense My presence felt my name is Kweli from the Eternal Reflection
back up back up back up back up back up) [repeated in background] Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at Unlike any place I ever been at The home
" Mr. Zero looks quietly up from the curb Morning has faded, and shadows have grown And Little Miss Someone is on her way home Mr. Zero stands watching
chance, carry it home so I can marry and know That I noticed every chance that I could have passed without notice I saw details that to all were veiled And I grabbed those chances, carried them home
on this phone, i've run out of things to say... Cept this is gonna feel good to get back home now itt's gonna feel good to just get back home i've been
Wish that you were there Like home These are my pearls Like home And I wear 'em While you last Raise your mask Look at you reflect Hate will grow
She swings the string of pearls on the corner The street lights reflect the light in the water The string it snaps and the pearls go sailing And they
It's a sunny day in California But that old sun it's shining on me right here at home It's one of those days When those great ideas they just seem
