Always Coming Back Home To You

To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers

To emo kids that got too many feelings

He held the register open while he counted her change

I was next in line which meant

I was invisible

From where

I stood I could see that the till was full

He didn't look the type to play superhero

So I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes

Crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath

Bangles in my head, shake the song off

Another manic

Monday night, its gonna be a long walk

A car pulled up, a fixed up

CutlassA woman and a child climbed out and left it running

They went inside of the deli, placed an order

With the extra dollar fifty bottled water 'cuz the daughter'spicky

When they came out mommy gave me a glance

That said, man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance

Already knew the deal,

I lit one up and walk,

So they got back in the

Oldsmobile, belted up, and took off.

Thug love on the corner by the

Walgreen's

Looking at me like

I'm just another square saltine

As I get closer

I notice that they showing each other sketches

Out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots

I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce

Swear to God hip-hop and comic books was my genesis!

Respect the life and the fashions of the children

It's the only culture

I've got, exactly what we've been building

All of a sudden

I'm in front of some man

No he's a young'in but he's got a gun in his hand

He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid

Immediately apprehensive 'til

I heard him say"Do you want this? It's not mine, I promise!I found it on my block in between a couple garages!Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over!I don't even know how to hold it!"

It was a thirty-eight, the poor man's machete

Held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier thenexpected,wedged it behind my belt buckleknowing that it's evil, even thought that

I could smell troublethe extra strength felt weak,but over there on the corner saw what

I needed and proceeded tocross thestreetput the heat in the mail box to loose itfigured that the post office knows what's best to do with it

Mosey down the road thinkin' 'bout the old,

I used to roam this zone with two feet of snow

Right here, this used to be a record shop

I've gotten love,

I've gotten drunk,

I've gotten beat up in thatparking lot.

I've had my

Lake Street pride for three decades

These alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days

Before I was a germ learning how to misbehave,

All the way to the grave,

South Side is my resting place

Took a right on

Lyndale, I'm getting near

But then the road became empty and the people disappeared.

The clouds ran away, opened up the sky

And one by one

I watched every constellation die

And there

I was frozen, standing in my backyard

Face to face, eye to eye, staring at the last star

I should've known, walked all the way home

To find that she wasn't here,

I'm still all alone

No matter where

I am, no matter what

I do,I'm always coming back home to you.

They can leave me for dead, they can take away my true,

I'm always coming back home to you.

Through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew,

I'm always coming back home to you.

As sure as the life in the garden that you grew,

I'm always coming back home to you.

No matter where

I am, no matter what

I do,I'm always coming back home to you.

If only I had known what you already knew,

I'm always coming back home to you.

From the heaven

I've had to the hell

I been through,

I'm always coming back home to you

I wanted to make a song about where

I'm fromYou know

Big ups my hometown

My territory,

My state, but,

I couldn't figure out much to brag about,

Well, Prince lives here!

We got ten thousand lakes!

But wait,The women are beautiful!

To me they are...

And we're not infested

With pretentious movie stars...

And it hit me, man,

Minnesota is ****

If only simply for not what we have

But what we don't

Its all fair

It ain't out there!

It's in there!

It's in the mirror,

Behind the breast,

Under the hair!"Follow the dream,"

Doesn't mean leave the love

Roam if you must, but come home when you've seen enough

I love New

York and "Cali"

But I ain't movin',

Too over-populated

Saturated with humans

And I'm not big on rappers, actors, or models,

If I had to dip,

I'd probably skip to

Chicago.None of thisis a diss,

No one,No where,

Like damn

I'm from Minnesota

Land of the cold air

Too many mosquitoes and a fair share of egos

But like my man

Sabe says"That's where my mommy stays!"

So if the people laugh and giggle when you tell 'em where you live

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

And if you know this is where you wanna raise your kids

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If you're from the

Midwest and it doesn't matter where

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If you can drink tap water and breathe the air

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

Got trees and vegetation in the

City I stay

The rent's in the mail

And I can always find a parking space

The women out number the men two to one

Got parks and zoos and things to do with my son

The night life ain't all that,

But that's okay,

I don't need to be distracted by the devil everyday!

And the jobs ain't really hard to find,

In fact, you could have mine if you knew how to rhyme!

This is for everyone around the planet

That wishes they were from somewhere other than where

They're standing,

Don't take it for granted.

Instead, take a look around,

Quit complaining and build something on that ground!

Plant something on that ground!

Dance and sleep on that ground!

Get on your hands and knees and watch the ants walk

Around the ground!

Make a family!

Make magic!

Make a mess!

Take the stress,

Fill your motivation,

And build your nest!

It sucks that you think where

I'm from is whack,

But as long as that's enough to keep your ass from coming back.

And with a smile and a hint of sarcasm he says"I beg your pardon, but this is my secret garden!"

So if the people laugh and giggle when you tell 'em where you live

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

And if you know this is where you wanna raise your kids

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If you're from the

Midwest and it doesn't matter where

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If you can drink tap water and breathe the air

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If the playground is clear of stems and syringes

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

And if there's only one store in your town that sells twelve-inches

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

If no one in your crew walks around with a gun

Say "shh...", say "shh.."

And if you ain't gonna leave 'cause this is where you're from

Say "shh...", say "shh.."