see her hand, She will lead me through. Going home, Going home, I'll be going home. See the light, see the sun, I'm just going home, I'm just going home
her hand, She will lead me through. Going home, Going home, I'll be going home. See the light, see the sun, I'm just going home, I'm just going home
then No one will ever oppress this race again No Malcolm X in my history text Why is that? Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks Why is Martin
to step outside Afraid the anvils going to fall Save yourself The pain of loss No broken bones But no twinkle in her eye These sticks still burn They burn like home
pretend to be's HOMOCIDE HILLS! That's the grits THE GRITS! The barracks baby word up Verrazano bridge yo yo [Verse 1: Cappadonna] I give a speech like Martin
what I'm talking about (Weezy) I'm so hood [Verse 5: Lil Wayne] I'm so Hollygrove, New Orleans (Lil Weezy-ana) Home sweet home deport You will need a
Midnight Train The birthplace of Martin Luther King Where ass so plump and hips are thick Where Lac trucks sit on 26's Know where your going or your
It's all around us everywhere we look you see it everyday my brotherman's smile is upside down going the wrong way I dig deep and try to search for the
the funk flow to make you... make you kidney SHIFT [Verse 1: Trials] Give me a stage A mic, three pints of dope nector The name's Trials baby, professional home
to act Chillin the east, with the Group Home appeal Rippin with steel, and you know my niggas are real Like straight like that, will burn a hole right
time to get into something Hey there's a party going on Ain't no reason for you to be, stuck at home all alone Come on lets reflect (Well uh) Who is
Rise up, old Joe Hill The barracades are goin' up They cannot break our will Come back to us, Malcolm X And Martin Luther King We're marching into Selma
love with mother earth and keep fallin, Deep and deeper; consider it a calling. Take it home and keep it going. We can be the people that can keep it going
I pray I'll never tire of Going hard for Messiah I don't need no motivation You the reason I'm inspired. [Verse 3: Tedashii] Go Hard Go Home, Go Hard Go Home
much, too hard and it confuses me. Rectify myself to all the things I thought were real or I'll lock the bedroom door and simply stay at home. I see... (Grazie a Martina
before so pour some more Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door And when the bar closes, it's time to hit the liquor store Drinkin Tacates, or Cerveza Martina