Bone Thugs N Harmony - Home Lyrics
[layzie bone]I been stuck in the struggleAnd I been wonderin if Im ever gon bubbleIm gettin caught up in the dustInstead of usin my muscleAnd everytime I extend my heart to my motherCaught up in the game now Im back up in the hustleSometimes I sit and I wonderIf a nigga pull my numberIf it wasnt for the bone thug famIn this world where nobody dont give a damnBut Im still a manGot a soul programIma pump my fistIm stayin ready for thisAnd you can put this on wishI never stayed in ya buisAnd when I needed a rideYou wouldnt give me a liftAnd now Im poppin my crisYou niggas all on my dickI wanna change the worldYou wanna change ya lifeI wouldnt a put up a fightIf I knew it was triteThey say everything happin for a reasonCan you tell me why these niggas bleedinNeedin general assistanceOut here needin public housingOut here tryna make ends meetTryna get on their feetBut see ? ? so cloudyAnd I know what you dont knowYou better get on your mission and get down for your doughSee the real niggas ready out here taken controlSee Im screamin out moWith my pockets on swollPlease mr. postman, quit bringin these bills to my houseQuit bringin distrust to my spouseCasuse Im ready for the kill on look out, look outIf you niggas try to run up on the boneIma show you like this ima pull out my chromeI dont wanna have to send a nigga homeLord please take me homeCome and take me home[chorus][phil collins]Take, take me homeCause I dont remmeberTake, take me homeCause I dont remember[krayzie bone]Home,home,home,home,home,Home,home,home,home,homePlease take me homeWhen Im lookin at my money now? ? livin foulI was runnin wild, sur-vi-vingCause Im nine-to-fiveAnd even puttin overtime if I had to grindI was stayin up, slangin up, hangin up on the blockDuckin ? ? the cops clocked on the night-shiftDidnt think Id ever make it out, out, out of the ghettoBut we finally made itStay dedicated to the music we made yeahNow its on bone thugLeave alone, came back the next yearNumber 1 platinum song it blew up from the goAnd what do you know (oh no)Eazy, rest his soulLeft us in the mess, I dont regret itBut we better get up and get it, goEverythangs gon wrongEspecially bone, it never been rightI knew it woulda been onWe woulda been tightWe would of been in the zone ridin so highUp in the game fire, does, lieSee we used to love makin musicWe was always in the studio, groovinWe kept it movin, we was ready to do it (right)But you know Im goin through itAnd aint feelin this rap thing right nowThey got me trippin ready to flipThey got me trippin ready to come get my chipsThey got me trippin loadin the clipsThey trippin, lord I feel like Im losin it rightNow (right now, now)[chorus][bizzy bone]Ill never give inIll never give upIll let em live inThey sinninThey pretend to be tough (pretend to be tough)Pretend to be blessedThey want money and women, its never enough? ? hope nobody knows just too muchYou better be good, you know up in the hood its so,We give em the doughFired out, laughin upWhen niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junkAnd to the grave, I been one of the braveNot one of the slaves? ?And Ill be one of the same, stay hatin the fakeOn the television runnin round tellin niggas be ready for hateGuard leathafce and the grin right up under my faceI steady debate the pain that I bring with hateSweet as the cake, I take another puff and shakeThe smell of right its all about guarding, guard the weakLost mommy, poppy left homeI miss wish uncle charlieSit list in the back tellin his selctionHis date is probablyProbably my mommy, songCryin for the life of you goneJust me and my destiny lets roll, lets roll[chorus][wish]When I lost my uncle charle a part of me went wrongAnd it happened when the bone was comin up so strongWe just wanted him to see what we doYou motivated us at the shows we see tooAnd I really hope u live through what we spit on the songYou might have through somethin hopin nothin like boneLike one said well never make itLike two, thirty mil in they faces? ?Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahsThe music nigga make it back, scandlousBut faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin nowGotta keep it comin fool in my babys mouthAnd things have changed like relationshipsAint did nothin, now you wanna flipSuin people thangs you wouldve never made on your ownNow I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hoodBye, think Im homeStick in the hood, mess with scrubs, itll all be goneYou can really help a busta if it aint ment to beWit a little oohwee, wit a little oohweeIm tired of tryin to help these thugsLord just guide em home, guide em home[chorus]
