CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Home
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Six million ways to die, choose one
This land is still, my home
This land is still, my home
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood stained soil beneath my feet
Uh, all this pressure gon' be the death of me
Fake love killin' my energy
I been thinkin' about the memories
Pour some liquor for all my enemies
Pour some liquor for all my dead homies
R.I.P I'll see you there homies
I pray I meet you at the crossroad
Sooner or later only God knows (Only God knows)
What it do though? (Do though?)
I never thought I'd pull up in a two door
I was rapping for fun but now it's fruitful
When fruitful, also come with brutal
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Six million ways to die, choose one
This land is still, my home
This land is still, my home
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood stained soil beneath my feet
Uh, all this pressure gon' be the death of me
Fake love killin' my energy
I been thinkin' about the memories
Pour some liquor for all my enemies
Pour some liquor for all my dead homies
R.I.P I'll see you there homies
I pray I meet you at the crossroad
Sooner or later only God knows (Only God knows)
What it do though? (Do though?)
I never thought I'd pull up in a two door
I was rapping for fun but now it's fruitful
When fruitful, also come with brutal
