CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Welcome Home DMX
Isn't it lovely all alone? (808 Mafia)
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home
Me and my lawyer, we got a connection
Look up to the heavens, thank God for each blessing
No district attorney, that sh*t don't concern me
Got money on standby if I get arrested (Uh)
I move that product all throughout the section (Move)
Where youngins got weapons, ain't nobody wrestle (Nobody)
Don't answer nobody questions (Nobody)
Famous overnight and nobody stretched him (Nobody, boom)
Reminiscing, I've been wilding forever (Wow)
Buck-fifty'll have you smiling forever
I been sick, got your b*t*h on my d**k like, "Papi, get better"
Before rap, I Cavalli the sweater (Ooh)
I seen your favorite b*t*h, I told my n***as, "Bet, I'll probably go get her" (Bet)
Go get a scale, we got product to measure
I wanted the Fendi, but honestly, I know the Prada fit better (Rich)
The judge givin' n***as years
Following your peers, you ain't had no fears
Mama droppin' tears, devil in the rear
You ain't seeing clear, demons in your ear
Angel on your shoulder
You ain't know it was Pops, he just wanted to get closer
He start pumpin' rock and got caught with a bow
He don't show no emotion like he playing poker
He talk about opps in his blunt while he smokin'
What you know about not nobody joking? (Nobody)
What you know about the whole lobby smoking? (Whole lobby)
What you know about no guns or you poked? (Poked)
A lot on his mind, don't even approach him (Nah)
Blow your top like nirvana (Boom)
I'm [?][1:08] with a model (Sippin')
I'm John Gotti in the [sauna?][1:11] (Gambino)
Cigar smokin', smellin' prosperous
Stamp the dope with Rihanna
Isn't it lovely all alone? (East, what up, though?)
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone (Yah)
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone (Gotta get at this sh*t, though)
Hello, welcome home (Yeah, yeah)
I'm used to trappin' with my homie Dave (Uh-huh)
Nowadays I rap on tracks with Dave East
Feds snatched up Dopeman Dave on conspiracy
Million in cash and a couple of keys (Free Wayne)
Once we say war, we ain't tryna hear peace (Uh-uh)
That's all that you [?][1:37] not with your peeps (Dang)
We puttin' bread on your head so don't wonder why shots fire
I melt the durag with the grease
I'm in the field and not sayin' the least
Off-White my jersey, Chanel on my cleats (On God)
Love to sell brown and I love to sell white (Uh-huh)
Got an obsession like [?][1:49]
Hell of a n***a, I'm a felon, n***a
Type to hit the bank, you a teller, n***a (You a teller)
You gon' get rattled, you gon' just tattle
Like it didn't matter and go tell on n***as (Go tell)
No handshakes, get the hell on, n***a (f**k off)
Tell on mine, you'll see heaven, n***a (Swear to God)
Have your little brother steppin' with you (He'll come too)
You broke, how? Cut the scale on, n***a (Cut it on)
From up top, then you hit the block
You from down south, hit the Chevron, n***a (The Chevron, n***a)
Free game but I paid for it
And don't forget to keep a weapon with ya (This blick, n***a)
Richard Mille on my right wrist
No rap cash, just off white sh*t (Just off white)
n***as know me for the dice sh*t
And throwin' dog food on the right strip (That's me)
Had a brown broad, got a light chick (Got 'em all)
Got a Spanish mami and a white chick
When I hit the club, I might throw a dub
Got the strap in through my dyke b*t*h (Ha)
Isn't it lovely all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home
Oh, yeah, ah
Yeah, oh-ooh, oh
Oh, yeah, ah
Yeah, oh-oh-ooh, oh
We gotta get the brown, start some businesses
This street sh*t ain't it
Businesses, a'ight, cuz
I hear you, I hear you, cuz, but
Let me know when you figure it out
Until then, you know where I'ma be at
Thing is, I already figured it out
I read the book, I know how this sh*t end
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home
Me and my lawyer, we got a connection
Look up to the heavens, thank God for each blessing
No district attorney, that sh*t don't concern me
Got money on standby if I get arrested (Uh)
I move that product all throughout the section (Move)
Where youngins got weapons, ain't nobody wrestle (Nobody)
Don't answer nobody questions (Nobody)
Famous overnight and nobody stretched him (Nobody, boom)
Reminiscing, I've been wilding forever (Wow)
Buck-fifty'll have you smiling forever
I been sick, got your b*t*h on my d**k like, "Papi, get better"
Before rap, I Cavalli the sweater (Ooh)
I seen your favorite b*t*h, I told my n***as, "Bet, I'll probably go get her" (Bet)
Go get a scale, we got product to measure
I wanted the Fendi, but honestly, I know the Prada fit better (Rich)
The judge givin' n***as years
Following your peers, you ain't had no fears
Mama droppin' tears, devil in the rear
You ain't seeing clear, demons in your ear
Angel on your shoulder
You ain't know it was Pops, he just wanted to get closer
He start pumpin' rock and got caught with a bow
He don't show no emotion like he playing poker
He talk about opps in his blunt while he smokin'
What you know about not nobody joking? (Nobody)
What you know about the whole lobby smoking? (Whole lobby)
What you know about no guns or you poked? (Poked)
A lot on his mind, don't even approach him (Nah)
Blow your top like nirvana (Boom)
I'm [?][1:08] with a model (Sippin')
I'm John Gotti in the [sauna?][1:11] (Gambino)
Cigar smokin', smellin' prosperous
Stamp the dope with Rihanna
Isn't it lovely all alone? (East, what up, though?)
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone (Yah)
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone (Gotta get at this sh*t, though)
Hello, welcome home (Yeah, yeah)
I'm used to trappin' with my homie Dave (Uh-huh)
Nowadays I rap on tracks with Dave East
Feds snatched up Dopeman Dave on conspiracy
Million in cash and a couple of keys (Free Wayne)
Once we say war, we ain't tryna hear peace (Uh-uh)
That's all that you [?][1:37] not with your peeps (Dang)
We puttin' bread on your head so don't wonder why shots fire
I melt the durag with the grease
I'm in the field and not sayin' the least
Off-White my jersey, Chanel on my cleats (On God)
Love to sell brown and I love to sell white (Uh-huh)
Got an obsession like [?][1:49]
Hell of a n***a, I'm a felon, n***a
Type to hit the bank, you a teller, n***a (You a teller)
You gon' get rattled, you gon' just tattle
Like it didn't matter and go tell on n***as (Go tell)
No handshakes, get the hell on, n***a (f**k off)
Tell on mine, you'll see heaven, n***a (Swear to God)
Have your little brother steppin' with you (He'll come too)
You broke, how? Cut the scale on, n***a (Cut it on)
From up top, then you hit the block
You from down south, hit the Chevron, n***a (The Chevron, n***a)
Free game but I paid for it
And don't forget to keep a weapon with ya (This blick, n***a)
Richard Mille on my right wrist
No rap cash, just off white sh*t (Just off white)
n***as know me for the dice sh*t
And throwin' dog food on the right strip (That's me)
Had a brown broad, got a light chick (Got 'em all)
Got a Spanish mami and a white chick
When I hit the club, I might throw a dub
Got the strap in through my dyke b*t*h (Ha)
Isn't it lovely all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home
Oh, yeah, ah
Yeah, oh-ooh, oh
Oh, yeah, ah
Yeah, oh-oh-ooh, oh
We gotta get the brown, start some businesses
This street sh*t ain't it
Businesses, a'ight, cuz
I hear you, I hear you, cuz, but
Let me know when you figure it out
Until then, you know where I'ma be at
Thing is, I already figured it out
I read the book, I know how this sh*t end
