to the Home of the Brave Somebody meet me at the airport At about half past ten Tell Jose, Nikita and all the boys Down in the bunker Marc Campbell is coming home
lifetime I'm reignin', slay men Leave your whole body cold Your nails grow long, you get gray skin May this nigga rest in peace, Amen I run with brave
you're home sick and need a change I miss your purple hair, I miss the way you taste I know you'll come back someday, on a bed of nails I?ll wait I?m
'm reignin' , slay men Leave your whole body cold Your nails grow long, get gray skin Made this nigga rest in peace, Amen I run with brave men, without
into an early grave And sent my mother to jail Now I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung christ on nails But with six kids at home and two
on the marge of Lake LeBarge I cremated Sam McGee. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows. Why he left his home in the south
And there's no home for the brave And there's no way back Under this flag We're all Union Jacks And there's no home for the brave And there's no way
with their labels and definitions. Throughout history societies have condemned those who are later celebrated as heroes, In so many bourgeois homes Van
and let the gauge loose Blow the feathers out of your Nordface goose It's G. Rap comin' back with a click of brave troops Have y'all niggaz runnin' for home
do it for the brave fightin in the navy yo I do it to kill the gloom for those wit aids I do it for the nails braids and fades I do it for the barbers
there's no home for the brave and there's no way back Under this flag, we're all Union Jacks And there's no home for the brave and there's no way back
and fade We must But never trust! Or if, somehow, some of the brave...? But who? Where to find? Faith Omnipresent ground, This valley is our home Gore
out 'Oh the brave Dudley boys! Oh!' With nailers and spinners the cavalcade joined The markets to lower their flattering design Six days out of seven poor nailing
night on the marge of Lake Lebarge I cremated Sam McGee Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows Why he left his home in the
and loud Take a look in your hist'ry book And you'll see why we should be proud Hats off to America The home of the free and the brave If this is flag
', slay men Leave your whole body cold Your nails grow long, you get gray skin May this nigga rest in peace, Amen I run with brave men, straight out the
put my father in an early grave and slung my mother in gaol now I don't know whats right or wrong but they hung Christ on nails 6 kids at home & 2 still
