think we must own Until on this evening when the year is leaving We all try to find our way home For we all seem to give our lives away Searching for
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think we must own Until on this evening When the year is leaving We all try to find our way home For we all seem to give our lives away Searching for
side of me, That no-one does or ever will, So if your ever lost, And find yourself all alone, I'd search forever, Just to bring you home Here and now
some deranged lunatic" I said, "C'mon toots - my name is the Prince = Beside, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?" She agreed and we were on our way
come to lock you down (Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah When they come to lock you down (Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah
find them better bend 'em 'Cuz I just spoke to Polly Fontaine Shit ain't a game and Sean feel the same So, y'all niggas betta get on point Well it seems like our
blind us Risk it all everyday of the week so don't remind us Street niggas we be in the streets that's where ya find us [Chorus] Go hard or go home [
[Chorus] Go hard or go home [x16] [Verse 1] As I get comfy on the track Rather fuck wit raw wouldn't comfy wit the crack Yea, never clumsy wit the pack
will never be a home At night she whispers to her baby girl "Someday we'll find our place here in this world" "This is our temporary home, it's not
streets I cross (yeah) As if I am lost I guess I am I can't find my way Even home (home) Feels like an empty place Oh She STILL can hurt me from so
had my way I'd kick it with you everyday Whether black or brown, the situation's the same Different hoods, but the same game Some girls won't take their time Others will stroll through our
a business, legimitated our monies Got us out the ghettos and relocated out mommies I made it all the way here, ain't no way you takin' it from me So
doors (Behind closed doors) Behind closed doors There's a man who lives in the street Tryin' to find his way (Whoa oh) Then I figured he'd found the best way
Hey See, I was born poor like many men who didn't have notin' Came to America trying to make sometin' outta sometin' See we Africans we love huntin' Found my way
take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys to the kingdom I remember those days when hell was my home
not find the lyrics you want, You may want to request them. [Alicia Keys] (Baby Cham) We got the kingdom so we have to make way We take it from the
