[Conduct]:
I'm on that long road again
Move at a pace often boulders men
I'm bolder in the lanes I spin
With a flash on the glass like a dashboard grin
Now, with soundspace back me up
Pedal to the dirt with the planet's touch
Most plan and clutch their awkward stuff
I'm heading back to the home I love
But, corners clasping tight
City, minus pity, to a black-boy's plight
These streets so gritty, where the gats flash bright
And the road head-lights make you blink late nights
What? You think I like these travel logs
Course mapped, its hard
The concrete, tunnel-length statue walls
This path will fall, detour your speed on the road to stall
I be knowing y'all but I clutch it right
Hands ten and two, under these street lights
Whip by the bridge see the buildings type
Keep hands in the air under blackest night
See the backing lights on the asphalt groove
City squeeze tight to stagnate you
But homeward bound's my attitude
Finding narrow path, let me drive straight, through

Hook [Conduct]:
You might not believe but I am on my way
Save a space for me, cuz I am on my way
Even if I'm later, I am on my way
Say you'll be my anchor, I am on my way

Hook [NFR]:
Take me in, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Take me in, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, I'm coming home

[Jordan Santana]:
Everybody get a little homesick, acknowledge this
Buddy, I've been living on a rocket ship
And I've been thinking that it's time to kick it back home
And I wanna find a back road
I re-entered this galaxy through a black hole
To collect and pass go
And it's looking like I might could use a lasso
To capture earth, pull it back a little, maybe catch some dirt
But I know I really gotta land there first
So I get it into high gear, and it all starts right here
Thank God for the night clear
Cuz I know I gotta measure it in light years
And I might steer my ship 'round Saturn's rings
Is it really happening?
I had to bring my heart back to the place at the very start
And I gotta move with every star
Maybe they can see my blast by far
I pass by Mars and it feels like this soul:
Red in the middle, and it might get cold
But I gotta keep it warmer, so to Earth I journey onward
I've been on a ship for hours now
And I can't wait til I power down
And let the atmosphere take me in
I hear a little sound of bass from ground soirees
I bounce, I sway, I'm 'bout to make a move
I've been in outer space for too long
But I'm coming home to YOU

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