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Home Grown Another Face In The Crowd

on epitaph. I'm just another face in the crowd, I'm not gonna let it bring me down because I know someday I'll break away. I'm just another face in the crowd

signed on epitaph. I'm just another face in the crowd, I'm not gonna let it bring me down because I know someday I'll break away. I'm just another face in the crowd

a pothole, got into a car crash Should'a been thinking and tried to fake whiplash A crowd gathered round, they're callin' me fat Who you lookin at with a face

it poppin', like water in hot grease And it ain't nothing new, it's just the same old shit Another day, another dollar, another case to catch [Chorus

's been snowing Even though some might disagree When business is still slowing Even if we subject to change Come up out them diamonds and rings Even all them dollars and change Nigga we home-grown

you kids can't fight in front of my place" So they pull'em apart, they both red in the face Like "I'll get you in another time, another place" So they

old school hoe that swallowed the egg nog I chill of course until I feel I'm the boss Until they got Lil' Cease face on the Source Got girls that be clever, that's on another

Take another shot of courage Wonder why the right words never come You just get numb It's another tequila sunrise,this old world still looks the same, Another

darkened library Thinking dark thoughts Son at home he doesn't really know Fifty-four years seems so very old Throws the carnival's ad in the fire Flames grow