straight I'm so high, I feel nothing So, break me. Break me down again It feels like I'm losing everything So, break me. Break me down again Break me down
I'm so high, I feel nothing So, break me. Break me down again It feels like I'm losing everything So, break me. Break me down again Break me down I
Tercüme: Home Grown. Break Me Down.
stronger They'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag Born from a throne, older than Rome But violent prone, poor people zone But it's my home, all
then you stepped to me "Damn" blew my whole spot up dropped me to my knees, and I still don't think I got up ugh, you made me revaluate my G now I'm gangster
m saying? We gonna get me a new pad, you know? We gonna do a lot of things for each other, it's gonna be beautiful Maybe get me a Rolex Me and you
Or that an empty home life would break him down again So when I feel like running I have to look inside I want to find the answers, I want to break my
pull then the plow won?t go If the seed don?t set, crop won?t grow Chickens to the market, seven miles to town Gotta make it home ?fore the sun goes down
carry me no comma Niggaz bitches and drama I recollect walking and stoppin' Cops not even checking on me Juvenile delinquent and baby y'all be respecting me
until she met him she ain't never came this hard And the shamest part while you are at home relaxed I met this ass that's why I wanna break her motherfuckin
t tell me you love me So don't tell me you love me, whatever you do, whatever you do So don't tell me you love me So don't tell me you love me, whatever
weather gon be? Drop top, no drips on this (supoustry ?) Supposed to be headed downtown Carwash like (blal ?) And my girl drive the chevy while I break this tree down
me- they some bad mamajamas. From Texas to Oklahoma- Mississippi got it bad. I been all across the globe and I can tell you where they at. Let me see
so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? Only time, only time Can you believe that the crew has gone? And they wouldn't let me
I ball, scrotom, Flyer than a cricket so they call me Nicki Jim-any, And It's going down like Santa in a chimney, You don't ball break ya baby back ribs
inside Is growing like the new born When you've seen, seen Too much, too young, young Soulless is everywhere Hopeless time to roam The distance to your home
