Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Just Wanna Come Home, artist - Theory Hazit. Album song Extra Credit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.06.2007
Record label: WetWork
Song language: English
I Just Wanna Come Home |
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I grew up a freakin' screw up |
Got introduced to gin & juice and drank til I threw up |
Rebellious at the age of 14 |
I had dreams to be an MC |
Where role models smoked weed and sold D |
My co-d' snitched, didn’t know he was phony |
He helped lock up a few of the homies |
And my mama hated who I hung out with, but mama allowed it |
I roll with grown men who actin childish |
I chose a tough route |
All of my new friends is thugged out |
After church I got cussed out for being high in the choir stand |
When the preacher began preaching |
I was leavin' a chief to fire, man |
Christmas Eve, 1996 |
The homie came through with a spliff and a stolen whip |
Hopped in the hooride, began to drive out to the city |
Wasn’t long before police greeted us with 9 milli’s |
One cop was like |
If you even reach in your pocket for a comb |
I’m blowin off your dome, hands on the steering wheel now" |
My first thought was 'my mama’s gonna kill me' |
My man’s underage riding filthy |
They found me guilty |
Hit me with five charges an' plus I lied |
Calling myself a keeper of the code of the streets |
As soon as they threw me in the cell, I fell to my knees |
Crying to God like «Why this have to happen to me?» |
I just wanna I just wanna go (I wanna go home) |
I just wanna I just wanna go (I wanna go home) |
I just wanna I just wanna go home |
I had a baby out of wedlock, I’m only nineteen |
Trying to juggle a job and go to LCC (yayayayaya) |
Between school and work I had to follow my heart |
While the drugs is driving me and my baby mama apart |
My daughter turned 4 months, we finally parted our ways |
I moved back to Winchester and connected with J |
I couldn’t keep a job, so I wished upon a star |
Hoping that this hip hop takes me far |
My father figure was my uncle, lost & feened out |
And the only thing that’s keeping me sane is freestylin' |
An' finding roaches in ashtrays, smoking cancer sticks after the hash blazed |
nas-tay was my attitude |
Moved that away, shrewd |
I kept writing 'til the gutter finally consumed me |
Wouldn’t you? |
Reality bites and weighs a ton |
It’s time to roll with God cause there’s nowhere to run |
I wanna come home… |
I just wanna I just wanna go (wanna go home) |
I just wanna I just wanna go (I wanna go home) |
I just wanna I just wanna go home |
I just wanna go home |
I just wanna go home |
I just wanna go home |