Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Album song Living Legends, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.11.2017
Record label: Mo Thugs
Song language: English
Home |
I been stuck in the struggle |
And I been wonderin' if I’m ever gon' bubble |
I’m gettin' caught up in a tussle |
Instead of usin' my muscle |
And everytime I extend my heart to my mother |
Caught up in the game, now I’m back up in the hustle |
Sometimes I sit and I wonder |
If a nigga pull my number if it wasn’t for the Bone Thug fam' |
In this world where nobody don’t give a damn |
But I’m still a man, got us all programmed |
I’ma pump my fist, I’m stayin' ready for this |
And you can put this on Wish, I never seen the abyss |
And when I needed a ride, you wouldn’t give me a lift |
And now I’m poppin' my Cris, you niggas all on my dick |
I wanna change the world, you wanna change your life |
I wouldn’t a put up a fight if I knew it was trite |
They say everything happen for a reason |
Can you tell me why there’s niggas bleedin'? |
Needin' general assistance out here, needin' public housing |
Out here tryna make ends meet |
Tryna get on their feet, but see, your brain is so cloudy |
And I know what you don’t know |
You better get on your mission and get down for your dough |
See, the real niggas ready out here taken control |
See, I’m screamin' out Mo', with my pockets on swoll |
Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house |
Quit bringin' this stress to my spouse |
'Cause I’m ready for the kill on look out, look out |
If you niggas try to run up on the Bone |
I’ma show you like this, I’ma pull out my chrome |
I don’t wanna have to send a nigga home |
Lord, please take me home, come and take me home! |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Home, home, home, home, home |
Home, home, home, home, home |
Please take me home |
When I’m lookin' at my money now |
Thinkin' back to when I was livin' foul |
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving, 'cause I’m 9-to-5'ing |
Even puttin' overtime if I had to grind |
I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs, hangin' up on the block |
Duckin' and dodgin' the cops clocked on the night-shift |
Didn’t think I’d ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto |
But we finally made it |
Stay dedicated to the music we made, yeah |
Now it’s on Bone Thug, leave alone |
Came back the next year, #1 platinum song |
It blew up from the door—and what do you know? |
(Oh no) Eazy, rest his soul |
Left us in the mess, I don’t regret it |
But we better get up and get it, go |
Everything’s gon' wrong, since you left Bone |
It never been right, I knew it woulda been on |
We woulda been tight, we woulda been in the zone |
Ridin' so high, up in the game: five thugs live |
See, we used to love makin' music |
We was always in the studio, groovin' |
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it |
Right? |
But you know I’m goin' through it |
And ain’t feelin this rap thing right now |
They got me trippin' ready to flip |
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips |
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips |
They trippin', Lord, I feel like I’m losin' it |
Right now, right now, now, now |
So, take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
I’ll never give in, I’ll never give up |
I’ll let 'em live in, they sinnin', they pretend to be tough |
Pretend to be tough, pretend to be blessed |
They want money and women, it’s never enough |
They in a rush, hope nobody knows just too much |
You better be good, you know up in the hood |
And so, we give 'em the dough, fired out, laughin' up |
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk |
And to the grave, I been one of the brave |
Not one of the slaves, one of the paid |
And I’ll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake |
On the television, runnin' around |
Tellin' niggas be ready for hate |
Guard Leathaface and the grin right up under my face |
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate |
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake |
The smell of right it’s all about guardin', guard the weak |
Lost mommy, poppy left home |
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie |
Sit list in the back tellin' his selection, his date is probly |
Probly my mommy’s song |
Cryin' for the life of you gone |
Just me and my destiny, let’s roll, let’s roll |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong |
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong |
We just wanted him to see what we do |
You motivated us at the shows we see too |
And I really hope you live through what we spit on the song |
You mighta been through somethin', hopin' nothin' like Bone |
Like one said we’ll never make it |
Like two, thirty mil in they faces |
And I really thought it was over, put us on and you left |
Crossed over, back to the hood, we soldiers |
The music nigga make it back, scandalous |
But faith kicked in and the work shows that we winnin' now |
Gotta keep it comin' food in my baby mouth |
And things have changed like relationships |
Ain’t did nothin', now you wanna flip |
Suin' people thangs you would’ve never made on your own |
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood |
Bye, think I’m home |
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it’ll all be gone |
You can really help a busta if it ain’t meant to be |
With a little oohwee, with a little oohwee |
I’m tired of tryin' to help these thugs |
Lord, just guide em' home, guide 'em home! |
So, take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Take, take me home |
Ohhh Looord |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |
Take, take me home |
'Cause I don’t remember |