Round Here

Round Here Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air betw

Hammerin' a nail Stackin' them bales I'm dog tired by the 5 o'clock hour But I'm ready to raise some hell And Jesse's gettin' ready I'm gassin' up the Chevy I'm gonna pick her up at 6 I hope she's gonna wear the jeans with a tear That her mama never

[chorus] It aint safe to leave the house (f**k around round here) these niggas quick to air ya out (and lay ya out round here) you run your mouth niggas will put ya (in the ground round here) one time dont even f**k around (and come round here) x2 (d