paroles de chanson On the Road Again - Music from The American Epic Sessions - Nas
I
would
not
--
black
woman,
tell
you
the
reason
why
(Why?)
Black
woman's
evil,
do
things
on
the
sly
(No!)
You
look
for
your
supper
to
be
good
and
hot
(Uh-huh!)
She'll
never
put
a
neck-bone
in
the
pot
She's
on
the
road
again,
just
as
sure
as
you're
born
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
She's
on
the
road
again
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
I
went
to
my
window.
My
window
was
propped
I
went
to
my
door.
My
door
was
locked
I
stepped
right
back.
I
shook
my
head
A
big
black
nigga
in
my
folding
bed
I
shot
through
the
window.
I
broke
the
glass
I
never
seen
a
little
nigga
run
so
fast
He's
on
the
road
again
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
Your
friend
come
to
your
house,
while
passing,
to
rest
his
hat
(Yeah)
The
next
thing
he
want
to
know
where's
your
husband
at
She
says,
"I
don't
know.
He's
on
his
way
to
the
pen
"Come
on,
mama,
let's
get
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again
Lord,
a
natural-born
eastman
on
the
road
again
Come
on,
mama,
on
the
road
again
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