Paroles Back Home (The Return) de Common Market

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Where we don't get caught up in between with the nonsense
This goes out to all my people in the city (repeated)
Never worryin' about grief


Define your residence, if these 4 walls simply shelter you from elements
I recommend you get out more
Off base you face a down pour, catch a taste of what the
Town's renowned for, these spates will drown y'all
Slick and precipitous, I'm bloodied up, to the
City of Brotherly Love, 206 is the antithesis
My tolerance is type ridiculous, though I
Continuously seek forgiveness for the shit I wished upon you
A disservice to mom dukes - she raised me better
For her baby, set a greater precedent to gage and measure success
And I know she will never love me no less
But you sycophants are sick, ugly and grotesque
I'm amongst the monstrous who breathe fire out the nostrils
Akin to conquerors you read about in the gospels
Inhospitable are the Pontius, Pilate the prefect
These Sea-dwellin' fellas aint accepted me yet


So I stay on my biz and if he play the periphery he
Control the block around the space them cats own
I see this state of misery as the greatest gift to me, yo
My golden op will be escapin' that drone
See I'm a late epiphany, uh, away from mendicancy
I told 'em stop it, son - don't wait for that loan
I heard they say it's trickery, but we're makin' history
Yo, with swollen pockets we gon' take it back home


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