Once there was a way And I will sing a lullaby. Once there was a way, To get back back homeward. To get back back home. Sleep, pretty darling, Dot not cry Golden slumbers,

What if I do love I'd have to lose everything just to find you Carolina, Caroline What if I don't? What if I don't Back Back and forth that voice of yours keeps me up at night Help me search to find the words that eat you up inside I go go side to side like the

(If I could fit the whole hood in the club) Hop in the low-rider, long as you got bitches in the back back (I turn it into a strip-club) Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass (If I could fit the hole world in the club) Tell the DJ to bang my

There ain't nothing like the real thing baby Ain't nothing like the real thing There ain't nothing I'm talking genuine Made in the USA And you can't go go back once you get a taste It was in a crystal bottle on his desk He'd save it for the times to not

All my people from the front to the back back nod, back nod I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Look, I was gonna go go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get

Just like my mama said And I'm going straight to hell I'm going straight to hell 'Cause I'm going straight to hell I grew up just west of the tracks Holdin' me to hold me back back Around your door she's callin' out my name

Don't panic (yeah) Can't we take it back back to the start When love's not playing out like the movies It doesn't mean it's falling apart Yeah we change, yeah we change, yeah we feel so lost And we don't know who we are Yeah we break, yeah we break and we

No matter what We're gonna be the last ones standing I got your back back I'll take a bullet for you if it comes to that I swear to god That in the bitter end I promise you this love will never die Until the bitter end I need you, right here

All the way down the Telegraph Road A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best Made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your