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Mary Black Home

the headlights were bright And we'd been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it's warming fire Chorus And Home Sings

Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie

televised The crucified promised in, ah, my ish, nobody can stop us Where the shoot out? How many niggas you killed? How many niggas for real? Like Mary

champagne Mary jane blowin, livin life in the fast lane Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name - Styles And they ain't make 'em like me in a while Black

thrower Blow your section eight home to your pay phone up Grass smoker, in the cut for the Lawnmower I water, I ride the wale that ate, Jonah Over, your faced wit the black

Where? London. London? London. London? Yes, London! You know: fish, chips cup o' tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary fucking Poppins, London. Whoo Kid

bitch for half off Rollin' with my comrades Buddy and we all blast, everybody bought Lac's Everybody got stacks, some of us puff Black's Some Newports

And the angels are rollin' I wanna go Where that hill-tea is flowin' Hotrods to hell And the angels are rollin' Take me back home where ole' Mary

speed, please Mary won't you hurry back The sky is black and it's menacing me Mary did you change your motor car You're just to far away to see Mary Mary