Home Sweet Home - Jeong Eunsuk

I look out across corn rows from a dirt road Baby's kicked back in the front seat Got her bare fit hanging out the window We take a trip down memory lane Dirt on the truck, no chance of rain My third generation farming friends all pray that its on the way And if it don't show up, we'll be alright 'Cause folks round here wouldn't take a million For a different life Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From home sweet home Pull down to the cane bridge Park in the ditch Folks and poles are lined up A little kid holds a stringer up Got a mess of fish I drive away with a smile on my face Knowing that this place is blessed By God's amazing grace Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From Home sweet home No matter where I go Or where the road might lead This little speck on the map, is always gonna be Home sweet home I thank my lucky stars at night I was raised down here and raised up right And my pride, you've got that right Home sweet home Where a little bit goes long way And we shut her down on sundays I won't ever get too far away From home sweet home Yeah, I'm coming home

Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine We had a little fun and now we got a little one Had to get married, being chased out of town Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Eleven floors up in a tower block Happy just to have a home I've gone and changed the lock on our home Nothing really worked out right Things got broke, they stayed that way None of our friends came around at night And little Sam got no place to play "We've got to get out of here, Bill" she said "I've been telling you all the while" When I came home from work that night She'd jumped out the window with our child From our Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Just a place to take a rest Just a place to make our nest We call it our home When the insurance money came through Seemed dirty didn't know what to do Took the cash went down the casino Down on the wheel on the double And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before Bought myself a country house With an antique carved oak door It was Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said About in our Home Sweet Home

Yo, home skillet, get back 'fore I push your shit back Yo, we're here to put it down with the Lord (I'm wit dat) Blaze him, blaze him wit a 4 Cash blow loco I bring the heat to the street 'Cuz ya don't know Brooklyn military killin' every motherfucker in sight Get hard W W W dot I will fuck you up dot com (Strap bombs) Explode, watch me switch modes Grab a clutch pop a gear, now I'm in flip mode Niggaz gash on 99 octane fuel You deserve a swift kick in your ass 'cuz you's a mule We keep on duckin' from the firing squad First you thought you was hard now you calling a guard Like I'm, oh my Lord, have mercy Please talk to Little Fame 'cuz he's fixing to merk me I roll through your hood like it's my hood And won't have a second thought about if I could nigga (Home sweet home) It ain't nothing sweet down here Guns pop for niggas to eat down here (Brooklyn) Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at (Lord have mercy) Never bring B R double O K, bring size into it Sneak 9's into it, thieves rise into it Seek crime, blow through it, see shines, go to it Street name, tweak game, rob you stupid (Stupid) Big trucks, dick ones ride exclusive You don't know me, and never will It's cold streets, don't approach me, we never build Nigga, home of the pick pockets Four fifth polish, lift wallets Notorious like Chris Wallace (Brooklyn) We dollar cab hop from bad block to bad block Coppers crash spots with pad locks get backed up Handcuffed, chasing grands in tha wastelands (Nigga) These boys in tha hood, we poison your hood Downtown swinging, loud bring noise in your hood C'mon) Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at Now everybody rise to the occasion, duck when I'm aiming (First family!) Yeah, it's so amazing, the hell I be raising Is from the hell I was raised in It ain't nann nigga fadin shit, I come equipped I put my life on the line for mine every time Bitch, come and march with these Brooklyn soldiers You'll talk wit em, bark when you talk to these crooked ass cobras Hollered at (Bum, bum) Fired at (Gun noises) Fire back every time with my cousin Doin' the unthinkable, the unthinkable Danze, still comin' Gunning, you'll see the hilltops styling me I studied Brownsville criminology (Yes) If you know a nigga as well as me You better bring a mother fuckin' calvary Bless Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at Home sweet home Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone Brooklyn, send 'em back home Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at