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Home Sweet Home

アーティスト:Lloyd Banks  アルバム:H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger For More 2) 

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[Lloyd Banks] Yeah, 20 miles an hour in my long Bentely Shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me Lately I've been practicing my gas face Cause that's what I'ma give em when they land in last place Hand right by the...they aint too many seeing us So they wanna take my gifts But I wrap em with the (?) My regular (?) Currency and cashmere You drove (?) your way, I told her she can crash here Yeah I'm counting paper like the cashier Living like I'm limited, grieving like its my last year My boy in and out the box, super stupid soldier Told me if he could do it again he'd do it over Poverty's king cobra, squeeze ya life out Cause its the fatalities and casualtes I should wirte 'bout These rappers aint iced out, they just fooling Running round town fakers, zirconian cubic [Chorus] Only money matters in the game, f-ck the fame I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain Music like me, dont worry, leave you numb the same Play me like I'm something sweet Be apart of summer slayin' Most hate it most doubt it Thats what they shout it I'm on top now, there's nothing they can do about it They better have ya out Cause where I'm from, there aint no way around it Home sweet home [Pusha T] I'ma f-cking rap til you blue in the face You'll probably turn into smurfs with the time that you waste Throughout histroy they throwing shots at the greats But I shoot back, the Lord aint designed me for hate I've never understood Martin Luther with the speech


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