I live at home in a trailer
8 mile
Well jimmy moved in with his mother
Cuz he ain't got no place to go
Cuz he ain't got no place to go
And I'm now I'm right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that's full of clothes
Cuz you live at home in a trailer
What the hell u gonna do
Cuz I live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm coming home to you
Well my names jimmy and his names Greg Buel
And me him n u went to the same school.
This ain't cool- I'm in a rage- he's tappin my mom-
Were almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car, thanks a lot mom!
"Here happy birthday rabbit
Here's a brand new car, u can have it"
Its 1928 delta. this shit wont even get me to the shelter.
And I cant even stand for a motel.
Cause I'm back in the 810 now
Cuz I live at home in a trailer,
Mom I'm commin' home to you…
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