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Bird York Come Home

Come home Come home, stop wandering come home, back to the home of me home, safe inside of my tiny prayers nothing out there can harm me Come home

Come home Come home, stop wandering come home, back to the home of me home, safe inside of my tiny prayers nothing out there can harm me Come home

West with the Gangstas rollin' South Central L.A. : my home We was out the feeling that hiphop be We couldn't connect to the New York streets So we took

you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit filthy Pretty swiftly, 'til them coppers come and get me Tried

, yo, yo, come on Yeah, check-check-check-check me out Check-check-checkin' me out, come on Take-take-take-takin' me out, whose take-take-takin' me out Come

you can't duplicate this [Interlude: Trife Da God] Haha, no, next up, the man who needs no introduction Muthafuckin' New York's Backbone, take it home

is the flow, so my styling is employed I'm ragged, pants worn bagged, and umm the ghetto be my home so I shouts to the slum Come, the misfit's got a tale

all blast, everybody bought Lac's Everybody got stacks, some of us puff Black's Some Newports Tap tap Too Short, even chop New York If it ain't screwed

Bird gang Club Banger Tryin' to holla at you shorty One focus, one focus only Tryin' to hit that thang, let's go We make hits in the studio nightly We