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12 Stones Home

not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Oh, they'll stone ya when you walk all alone They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home They'll stone

bricks of the topic They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera My jewelry too loud, home

Face the inferno, maestro, pull it Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets, address me stone

tell ya story [Chorus] [Sparks] I come up fragile and timid Pressed to the limit 12 years old, no household from the start I was finished Disowned by the biologicals And adopted by rolling stones

have good and bad times together But the bad will make the good times that much better So leta??s absorb it a??Til we scrolled out in coffins in 20-12

my kids [kun] look man you grown, just leave me alone, I'm in the zone Call it a night, get stoned, and take that fat slut home Just drink the drink,

11 stone leaves from his home at 8:30 in the morning in a car whose consumption is 16.25 mpg at an average speed of 40 m.p.h. to his office which is 12

Long ago they built this fort of stone above the Hudson To guard against intruders, there were cannons in these walls But now it's just a park where we

session Dogg Pound Gangstaz I'm on top of the world With niggaz with perms and Jheri curls Runnin' around town with the flyest girls Ain't no place like home