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ALWAYS COMING BACK HOME TO YOU
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To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers
to emo kids that got too many feelings
He held the register open while he counted her change
i was next in line which meant i was invisible
from where i stood i could see that the till was full
he didn't look the type to play superhero
so i stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes
crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath
fangles in my head, shake the song off
another manic monday night, its gonna be a long walk
A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass
a woman and a child climbed out and left it running
they went inside of the deli, placed an order
with the extra dollar fifty bottled water cuz the daughters picky
when they came out mommy gave me a glance
that said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance
already knew the deal, i lit one up and walk
so they got back in the oldsmobile, belted up, and took off
Thug love on the corner by the walgreens
lookin at me like i'm just another square saltine
as i get closer i notice that they showin each other sketches
out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots
I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce
swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis
respect the life and the fashions of the children
it's the only culture i've got, exactly what we've been buildin
All of a sudden i'm in front of some man
no he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand
he looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid
immediately apprehensive til i heard him say
?do you want this it's not mine i promise
i found it on my block in between a couple garages
didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over
i don't even know how to hold it.?
It was a thirty eight, the poor mans machete
held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected,
wedged it behind my belt buckle
knowin that its evil, even thought that i could smell trouble
the extra strength felt weak,
but over there on the corner saw what i needed and proceeded to cross the
street
put the heat in the mail box to loose it
figured that the post office knows whats best to do with it
Mosey down the road thinkin' bout the old
i use to roam this zone with two feet of snow
right here, this use to be a record shop
i've gotten love, i've gotten drunk, i've gotten beat up in that parking lot
i've had my lake street pride for three decades
these alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days
before i was a germ learnin how to misbehave,
all the way to the grave, south side is my resting place
Took a right on lindale i'm getting near
but then the road became empty and the people disappear'd
the clowds ran away, opened up the sky
and one by one i watched every constellation die
and there i was frozen, standin in my backyard
face to face, eye to eye, starin at the last star
i should've known, walked all the way home
to find that she wasn't here, i'm still all alone
No matter where i am, no matter what i do
i'm always coming back home to you
they can leave me for dead they can take away my true
i'm always coming back home to you
through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew
i'm always coming back home to you
as sure as the life in the garden that you grew
i'm always coming back home to you
no matter where i am, no matter what i do
i'm always coming back home to you
if only i had known what you already knew
i'm always coming back home to you
from the heaven i've had to the hell i been through
i'm always coming back home to you
i'm always coming back home to you
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To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers to emo kids that got too many feelings He held the register open while he counted her change i was next in line which meant i was invisible from where i stood i could see that the till was full he didn't look the type to play superhero so i stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath fangles in my head, shake the song off another manic monday night, its gonna be a long walk A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass a woman and a child climbed out and left it running they went inside of the deli, placed an order with the extra dollar fifty bottled water cuz the daughters picky when they came out mommy gave me a glance that said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance already knew the deal, i lit one up and walk so they got back in the oldsmobile, belted up, and took off Thug love on the corner by the walgreens lookin at me like i'm just another square saltine as i get closer i notice that they showin each other sketches out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis respect the life and the fashions of the children it's the only culture i've got, exactly what we've been buildin All of a sudden i'm in front of some man no he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand he looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid immediately apprehensive til i heard him say ?do you want this it's not mine i promise i found it on my block in between a couple garages didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over i don't even know how to hold it.? It was a thirty eight, the poor mans machete held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected, wedged it behind my belt buckle knowin that its evil, even thought that i could smell trouble the extra strength felt weak, but over there on the corner saw what i needed and proceeded to cross the street put the heat in the mail box to loose it figured that the post office knows whats best to do with it Mosey down the road thinkin' bout the old i use to roam this zone with two feet of snow right here, this use to be a record shop i've gotten love, i've gotten drunk, i've gotten beat up in that parking lot i've had my lake street pride for three decades these alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days before i was a germ learnin how to misbehave, all the way to the grave, south side is my resting place Took a right on lindale i'm getting near but then the road became empty and the people disappear'd the clowds ran away, opened up the sky and one by one i watched every constellation die and there i was frozen, standin in my backyard face to face, eye to eye, starin at the last star i should've known, walked all the way home to find that she wasn't here, i'm still all alone No matter where i am, no matter what i do i'm always coming back home to you they can leave me for dead they can take away my true i'm always coming back home to you through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew i'm always coming back home to you as sure as the life in the garden that you grew i'm always coming back home to you no matter where i am, no matter what i do i'm always coming back home to you if only i had known what you already knew i'm always coming back home to you from the heaven i've had to the hell i been through i'm always coming back home to you i'm always coming back home to you
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