Cool J) Don't be cruel cause you'll be on your own Cause my (???) rockin my microphone Come and get this ice-cream cone Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home Grown
grown Cracka in da back Watch a brother pull a trigga on another brother Couldn't shoot and shot a mother Four kids alone home Ungrown & now they
far from here, far from home, far from everything I know I just want to move away, plant my seed and make it grow Watch it blossom in the sun, beautiful
flame, and suicide missions are redeemed when they become fatalities of natural disasters. My steel core is melting. Oh, if you only knew about the doubts I allowed to grow
(Bill Anderson/Steve Wariner) Our weekend in Atlanta was a total disaster We argued and you caught the first plane home We made up and went to Memphis
walls. The corners are filled up with dust. Cigarette smoke hangs in the air, And the grass ain't growing like it did long ago. Whether a natural disaster
day the light will go black on the globe Praying for a master Someone who can lead us home Falling in disaster There'll be no more seeds to grow On
your soul -- cleansed in bloodshed [chorus] BATTLE READY! poets gonna take control BATTLE READY souls violate parole BATTLE READY violently invade your home
raining down on me I'm far away from home And I've been facing this alone For much too long Oh, I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me About growing
home The touring, after a while gets boring I need to come back to your touch Look it's all too much I guess now we gotta let go You see me grow from
like round and round we go hearts on fire, you left me alone cos i can't take the pain and my heartbeat feels like an AOA i'm a walking disaster don
shit Talkin dat drive by thang Everybody talking dat gangsta swang Slaves to the rhythm of the master Buck boom buck another Neighborhood disaster
That's what this song is about Where we used to grow up And, um, hang around And then we started moving on And started going on the road We weren't home