Aye aye aye aye Me and the homies But I'm with the homies right now One day, it's gon' burn you out Everybody, everybody Everybody sit your bitch ass down and Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans, ya bitch Smoking on

Ooh, one of these days Gonna get off of this highway Wake up in Sun Bay With the sunshine on my face Saint Christopher on a silver chain Say a prayer and sail away I wish I was a pirate shipwreck down in Mexico Where the oceans turn to silver and the

Been away a year today To wander and roam I don't care it's muddy there But this is my home Got my toes turned Dixie way 'Round the delta let me lay Dixie moonlight Swanee shore Headed homebound just once more To my Mississippi delta home

Every day, I need you even more At the nighttime too There's no way I could ever let you go Even if I wanted to Ordinary no, really don't think so Not a love this true Common destiny

Now choose this day Who you will serve To be the light In a darkened world Become the light In this darkened world It's in your hands I've seen so much corruption And it's hard to endure

It's a brand new day (Don't you see me) Changing on my way (So completely) And I'm feelin' good This time I'm gonna show you that I got the spirit This time I'm a sing and your gonna hear it This time I'm gonna show you I got the spirit

Against the grain Against the odds I'll rise and I won't trip again The dawn of a new day never looked As good as this The thoughts of yesterday forgotten I like the way this new skin feels Bring me splinters of tomorrow Collect the parts where I win

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye The human race Sick of running Started with a kick and a punch A claw to the face

Shut the fuck up! Get up! Times are looking grim these days Holding on to everything It's hard to draw the line Itching is the pulse inside Creeping out to come alive It's just doing what it's gonna do And I'm, I'm hiding in this empty space Tortured by