Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home, artist - Common. Date of issue: 03.11.2016
Song language: English
Home |
| A man whose genius and freedoms and— |
| Ability to communicate and— |
| To talk, and to touch chords— |
| A man who has the ability and the audacity |
| And the unmitigated gall God to stand up, to stand up |
| I heard the sound of the trumpets, the voice on the throne |
| Seen the twenty-four elders and I knew I was home |
| I was told to write a song for the people |
| Take the original Hebrews on an Exodus of Black Excellence |
| Tell them to invest in us and make testaments about each other |
| On how we sisters and brothers |
| Cover the land and corners with poems and stone |
| Go hard with it, let 'em know you God with it |
| Even though I authored it, let no one margin it |
| And make it all about paper or first week’s sales |
| Though this is from Heaven give 'em verses from Hell |
| Those that fell off the path, bring 'em back to the math |
| Your staff will be your microphone |
| Your name is Common, you was born to fight the norm |
| Take house niggas outta darkness 'til they lights is on |
| I’ma put a hyphen on your name: rapper-actor-activist |
| You the one that can reach into the black abyss |
| Stars that’s asterisks, show 'em what a classic is |
| Freedom riders need passengers |
| In your lyrics use scriptures and passages |
| To make them rise like Lazarus and resurrect it again |
| They’ll put disrespect on your name and respect it again |
| Every section you in, bless 'em and keep bussin' |
| If they don’t like it, shake the dust and say «fuck em» |
| Until you get home, I’m the one you trust in |
| I’m happy to be in any place |
| Where God’s name is remembered |
| Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world |
| Trouble of this world, trouble of this world |
| Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world |
| Going home to live, going home to live |
| Going home to live with God |
| Go into the wilderness like Musa on a pilgrimage |
| Streets are villages, speak with diligence and authority |
| The fake are the Pharisees and Sadducees |
| Give them that Garvey free from the Black Odyssey |
| Yo pardon me, you the God bodily |
| Functioning on earth as a part of me, that’s why I gave you artistry |
| Go into the hoods with the shooters and the strippers |
| Forget the New World Order, New Jerusalem is with us |
| Tell sisters they earths and goddesses |
| If they got bottom, don’t get caught in a bottomless |
| Pit, there’s a lot of us fit for the kingdom is near |
| You can tell by the wars and how the seasons appear |
| You’ll appear in the circles in Hollywood, I birth you |
| In Chicago, you know how to parlay good |
| You’ll get Oscars, Emmys, and Grammys, give those to your family |
| Don’t get caught up in the vanity or the world’s insanity |
| Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world |
| Trouble of this world, trouble of this world |
| Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world |
| Going home to live, going home to live |
| Going home to live with God |
| To those of you who are unfamiliar with those words |
| They mean, in English, 'Peace, be unto you' |