| Okay, build it up
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| There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home
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| There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home
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| Let’s go
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| Is there a heart in the house now?
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| Yea, stand up
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| Yea, I got a question
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| La la la la la la la…
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| (Verse)
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| Good morning, so glad I got a home to record it
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| These houses people grew up in disrupted, they can’t afford it
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| I hope you stay in the family for the son and for the daughter
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| They makin you fork it over or forcing the foreclosure
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| When I’m torn I got a bunk but it’s more like a coughin
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| So the comfort of a home is important
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| Trust a lot more, would invest in the mortgage
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| If they can put it on rims drive to the club flossin
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| This is the American dream
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| House, wife, kids and a dog, fight for em in the battle with force
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| Nobody win in this situation
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| Everything considered a loss
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| I grab a lemonade then sit on the porch
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| (Hook x2)
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| I’m writin rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
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| Tellin all stories in the first person
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| There’s no place like home
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| There’s no place like home
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| (Verse)
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| This is dedicated to places where fiends at
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| My crib, my lab, my pat and wherever I laid my hat
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| Cuz it’s on, it’s a box, the returner will underpass
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| It could be a beach for as long as the summer lasts
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| Home is what you make it, the place where you find your stuff
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| When you go in the block is hot, that’s the side of your mind and heart
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| The heart is the house of love then so we build it up
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| It used to feel kinda empty until we filled it up
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| This ain’t the living room
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| It’s where we shell as the biggest room
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| Your cousin’s on the couch, let me sit with you
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| You kids playin in the yard, they as big as you
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| With yo twin of course, catch em in the kitchen with the food
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| Feelin good, this is so essential
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| Watchin the game with my pops and talkin the fundamentals
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| So I’m swingin for the fences, not just tryna get on base
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| My homeruns bring me back to this home place
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| (Hook x2)
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| I’m writin rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
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| Tellin all stories in the first person
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| There’s no place like home
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| There’s no place like home
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| Is there a heart in the house now?
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| Yea, stand up
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| Stand up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home , by - Statik Selektah. Song from the album Extended Play, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп