| Yeah
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| Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
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| Far away (with Stephen Marley!)
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| Yeah!
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| Soon I’ll be coming home
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| Been around the world like a rolling stone
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| Seen the whole world wide through my own eyes
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| Been a long time coming
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| A million miles and still running
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| Tryna find my way back
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| To my roots where the true thugs lay at
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| And I say that, «I'm tryna go home
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| Take me somewhere that
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| My mind mode is on free
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| And my time zone is on freeze»
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| Everything stop!
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| I’m a need a little bit of time to get myself together
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| In the mean time I turn best to better
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| And in between time trying to be blessed forever
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| I hear home calling back for me
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| I think it’s time I take a flight
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| To elevate my mind and make it my life
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| Been tryna get right
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| The big lights blinding me, they bright
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| I’ve been in darkness most my life
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| So I fight with all of my might
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| To make it back one day
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| Nigga someday it’ll all work out someway
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| Sun up to sundown we going
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| Let’s catch a flight in the 'morn
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| Promise I’ll make it back home
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| I’ll be back with you just one day, one day
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| Just give me one day, one day
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| Sun up to sundown we going
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| Let’s catch a flight in the 'morn
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| Promise I’ll make it back home
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| I’ll be back with you just one day, one day
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| Just give me one day, one day
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| Just give me one day
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| From the first of the month till the ruggish bone
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| Every week that crossroads stayed on the billboard
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| Baby said Wayne made up the word bling
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| Man I should’ve patented my whole damn flow
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| Sleep on a train tracks man it ain’t so
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| Kray and I never had a place we could go
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| Walking around wondering were we ever 'gon blow
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| With a gun and our heart let all the wolves know
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| Buck buck tell my nigga stuck like chuck
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| 100 to 5 I bet he never missed a lunch
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| Rainy day, hey nigga what about us?
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| Couldn’t gone home, it was too fucked up
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| And my shoes fucked up but it’s cool when it’s rough
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| After that now we got more than enough
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| New black love two shooters and a glove
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| Easy upstairs to accompany me son
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| Tried to rob a little nigga but the talented one
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| Word to the widow and word to E' son
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| Still look young and these niggas ain’t dumb
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| Cleveland is the city where the Bone Thugs come from
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| Come from, come from, never gonna run from
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| No, nuh, I need an a earthquake shown up
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| So all my niggas don’t fall out
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| Sun up to sundown we going
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| Let’s catch a flight in the 'morn
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| Promise I’ll make it back home
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| I’ll be back with you just one day, one day
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| Just give me one day, one day
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| Sun up to sundown we going
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| Let’s catch a flight in the 'morn
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| Promise I’ll make it back home
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| I’ll be back with you just one day, one day
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| Just give me one day, one day
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| Maybe you should come back home?
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| Maybe I should come back home?
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| Maybe I should come back home?
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| Bone coming home, Bone coming home |