• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Front Porch - Twista
• Front Porch - Umphrey's McGee
• Front Porch - Willard Grant Conspiracy
• Front Porch - Slobberbone
• Front Porch - Donna The Buffalo

On the porch, on the porch
Smokin reefa
Hmmm yeah
I woke up early Saturday morning sick off Rhemy and brews
Wit a hang over from blues
Hurl on my clothes and shoes stomach on wooz
From this killer weed that's so fired it made your nose bleed
I had me so high, my brain was fried movin at slow speed
This thick bitch chose me and was stickin like liquor
She look to tight that bodies right my heart and mind was like "Dick her"
But wit my body aching from hurl sensation that's got me shaken
I swiftly took the number and passed on ass that was for the taken
I remember wakin up at the flat fucked up in the back
Checkin on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the lat
I hit the sack to sleep it off woke up woozy and still smoking
Twista's wishes thinking about last night and the bitch that was scopin
Fuck it lets get 'em on I grabbed the phone "Girl call your friends"
Then I hit Twista and Maze and them bout the bitch in the Benz
Nigga push only cause I see them already been in the block
You know the lit niggas you'll find us in my favorite spot
And that's on
The front porch smoking reefa
The weed got 'em feelin umm hmm
On the front porch getting deeper
Ghetto love got 'em feelin, umm hmm yeah yeah
In the summer I hit the front porch wit a morning B
Sippin on the duce duce OZ
And I be killin me how many thick fees I see
Getting bubbly waitin for Stokes and T, I spit a little game at three
Tryin to talk up on the shoppin spree
Or a B of that stinky green free
Straight getting, to puff puff pass
and drive up my gas hittin all the hot blocks
Bumpin "Legit Ballers" to "Rock Y'all Spot"
Everybody know the shit 'bout to drop
See from Northbound to Ten Row in it go tryin to get they props
Pollutin the air wit squares, blunts, and tops
Settin up shops for lots comin back nots
Each and everyday of the week
the Mobsta Elites be on somebody porch dumpin heat
Bustin flows in the cipher getting deep
While we cheat something sweet to Legendary beats
'Till we reached our peak
Scummy aloud attractin crowds to the street
Then it's time to retreat grab something to eat
And head to the late front to get up wit some freaks
Wit a treat under the seat
For the cats who get the sudden urge and wanna try to jack
Cause when your pockets is fat
It seems like all the haters and hood-rats want to attack
And when the park close we hit the liquor store
for a box of Sitches and a fifth of Yak
South on the corner and get a few sacks
Or betta yet the whole pack so we can get back
On the
One morning I
Woke up next to a choclate fee and a red bone
My dick was hard I started stroking and poking
After toppin I tell them to role the blunt
Cause on the front I hear them niggas steady smoking and jokin
I heard it's gonna be hot outside gotta get up and lay my clothes out
It's gonna be too many hoes out
Before my ladies rolled out I got 'em to clean up the whole house
Then I threw my fit on look in the mirror get on gone
"Nigga you looking dope because you got a knot"
Ain't no cruising up out the hop
I'm hangin by the spot cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop
But it's all to good it's a hood thang
Never too bogus notice the love on the block that nigga coolin
Aiming the radio out the window steady grooving
Tip by the corner store wit the indo steady movin
Niggas who flippin new 98's is steady cruising
Bumpin up the block flossin for the chicks cause they rich
But I ain't leavin off the front with the blunt
Set a switch just to pull in all the thickest btiches
At the crib I can't get caught wit heat
If it's some static I shall chalk and sweep
I go and get the B's up off but chief
"Come get me if the phone for me I'm at the party across the street"
I'm enjoying the breeze high degreez and no ease
Pockets be full of G's smoking B's hiding the fees
Making no enemies the po P's yellin out "Freeze"
Serving niggas wit ease staking cheese so nigga please
Tell me 'bout some ghetto love
Homies around smoking Newports 'till the brew drunk short
You can travel the world can't find a place like home
With a crib on the front with a skunk torch

I pack my bags and make my way to the station
I payed my dues and I'm finally going to make my way
Unpack my bags when I finally get to my new house
But the friends I left behind were already there
I sign my lease and I wish that I could erase it
I didn't want to be livin' like I done before
Look out the window and I think, I see my neighbors
I gotta feelin' like I already know what's in store
Said, a shakedown
You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch
How am I supposed to live?
Shakedown
You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch
How am I supposed to live?
I cross the street and I finally met my neighbors
But at that time they didn't have a thing to say
They cross the street and they bring their trash to my table
Take a drink 'cause I know, I wanna drink anyway
Said, a shakedown
You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch
How am I supposed to live?
Shakedown
You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch
How am I supposed to live?
Said, a shakedown
You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch
How am I supposed to live?
Shakedown
You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends
But everybody chillin' on the front porch

Paint a tiny portrait
In your memory
Take it out and dust it off
When you remember me
Sitting on the front porch
Whispers in the dark
The leaves of fall
Are breaking up
And heavy in the yard
I guess that I misunderstood
Or got too comfortable
With the rank and file
Of all the things
You believe in
I guess that I should have seen
We were far from a perfect fit
Whatever it was you needed
I just could'nt give
So tonight
I'll sit out here
With the stars and trees above
And hope you wont think less of me

Driven to silence but I'm drowning in sin
My mandolin hangs on the wall once again
I can't seem to find the right words from within
But I won't be looking for long
There comes a time when nothing seems clear
When you're past out on the front porch with a head full of beer
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you dear
But I won't be thinking for long
So many years ago when I was pure
I was drunk on direction but afflicted with a cure
For all ailments cynical, that's how things were
But I didn't stay drunk for too long
Notions and knowledge came and sobered me up
I sipped from their bottle and I slammed a whole cup
That swill seemed to sit well, but I should've thrown it up
'Cause it didn't sit well for too long
I was a fool, I was stupid because
I was mistaking knowledge for just a good buzz
Five years drunk on wine and words and wit
Served by cynics and charlatans, they were all full of shit
Empty cans of frustration and cans of regret
Line the living room floor that you've often swept
Pop another one open and wretch at the stench
It's a hard drink to swallow for a thirst you can't quench
But there'll, there'll come a time when it all seems clear
When your past out on the front porch with your head full of beer
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you dear
But I won't be clouded for long
Now I'm driven to silence and I'm drowning in sin
My mandolin hangs on the wall once again
I can't seem to find the right words from within
But I won't be looking for long
I'll stink of drink till I let you in
Then I won't be stinking for long

There's an easy feelin. can you feel it? you can feel
With an ease we're steppin out. are you ready? could
you be ready?
Livin's good on the front porch. we can rock it. sure
we rock it.
Steppin out with the front porch, in our pocket. in our
pocket.
Chorus
We're steppin out get hip to the motion
One step puts us in the groove
back to the shack for what it might lack
one step forward take a good life back
2nd verse same chords as 1st
fitting in the very world that creates us and relates
what a blessing to a curse human nature human nature
evey life a lesson in humility in humility
beauty grace is the word with simplicity with
simplicity
chorus
then to bridge
let it be you let it free you
may your life be a pleasure you found
let it move you gently shift you
bring your weight to a higher ground
there's no needle in my haystack
now you can lay all your worries down
let it grip you gently shift you
let it bring your world around
then there's a break and a repeat of the chorus
Out on the front porch
we're steppin out with an ease
back to the shack
its as simple as that
were steppin out get hip to the motion
one step puts us in the groove
back to the shack for what it might lack