lets get stoned. (Ah lets get stoned lets get stoned.) As we head on down the road. (As we head on down the road.) [D-Loc] Yeah you know im always getting stoned
me, rock me Come on and rock me Come on and shock me Mmm, yeah now roll me Mmm, come on squeeze me Oh, you sure can please me Here we go Ooh, rock
am far away from home And though I listen to the Beatles I am a rolling stone. Yes I am far away from home Just let me tell you something Before IA
at my own skin to hide my face It's hard to relate, forget the way you feel When you are safe at home You leave this world alone, stone by stone If only
spoken: I'm so glad to be here tonight and I'm so glad to be home. And I believe I've got a message for every woman and Every man here tonight that
silly And you got me filthy Go down, gas up your wife I said baby, baby A red light women Like your party The red light women Sure like to party The red light woman Please
whoo Woo whoo whoo whoo Saw you on the sidewalk sister Walking home alone You got the blues from working Right down to your bones Woun't you please
and thank God for the lessons learned I used the strip clubs as a stepping stone Hit the stage got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets Roll
at my own skin To hide my face It's hard to relate Forget the way you feel when you are safe at home You leave this world alone, stone by stone If only
a part of my soul We shouldn't keep fightin', the Earth is our home If we destroy Mother Earth, then where will we go? Are you food for the Moon? Or are
say I take a cake They speak ill, but words don't break him bone They bounce off him, 'cause see him is purchasin' homes See his stones how they complement
regulator I'm on the top ock, catch the next escalator I want fast head, mami give me slow dome Wish she can hurry up, so she can go home Or go roam,
comin out the speaker Trill love is off the meter [Chorus] [Baby Bash] I was gone for a minute but now I'm home Please forgive me for being a rolling stone Please
love got shorty playin the task, of Mom and pop, but he was a rolling stone He couldn't stay home (from cell blocks he phones home) Damn, now ain't shit
s about to go down for us, word up man We almost home We almost at the finish line nigga It feel good, don't it? Oh! And it's ova! I can go home and chill
getting tough I wanna listen to your voice but it keeps breaking up Some days I just don't wanna leave my home And other days I'm alive like a rolling stone
got a truck full of 38, some bullet shields Ice, we can send this niggaz all to Hell I never like them niggaz from the gat Go use to braken my craps
rolling stone that's gathering green Cause my poems is known for packin' in teens And from Show to show I'm glad to be seen But my home is home I'll lackin