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Mobb Deep Lyrics
"Sweet Home Alabama Freestyle"

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Well jimmy moved in with his mother,
Cause he aint got no place to go.

And now im right back in the gutter,
With a garbage bag thats full of clothes.

Future: (bust it bust it)
Cause you live at home in a trailor,
What the hell you gonna do?

Eminem: (yeeha)
Cause I live at home in a trailor,
Mom im comin home to you.

Well my name is jimmy,
His names greg buel,
Me him and you went to the same school.
This aint cool, I'm in a rage
He's tapin my mom, were almost the same age.
On the microphone I drop bombs,
Look at this car, thanks alot mom.
"here happy birthday rabbit
Heres a brand new car, you can have it."
A 1928 delta,
This shit wont even get me to the shelta
And I cant evn stand for motown,
Cause im back in the 8-1-0 now.

Cause I live at home in a trailor
Mom im coming home to you.