Home Sweet Home Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
[Em]Yo, yo Mike, man
This is the one, [D]man[Em]
It's gonna blow 'em away
Let me teach these
It's Kane man, let [D]me explain man
[Em]I'm trying

[Verse 2]
to perfect my flow flows
So my doe grows loads,
like Pinocchio's nose
No, they really don't know
Most of these spitters roll blow
so don't boast
It's like nasty and e's cold
I say that cos my nigga D know and like deep road looks oh,
he's cold, these is all E's bros home sweet home
I speak slow,
so the road can understand what I mean
So, when I mean business
what I mean is pro
And when I'm a little broke
what I need is dough
And I speak low, I'm all alone,
I just go where I need to go
But if you dont know K.A you don't NO
And if you ain't on point
then you don't roll
Look, I love [Am]the road
The [Em]tarmac the white lines, the double yellows the zig zags and the bright lights,
I hate being in the limelight
But I love being on the page or on
[D]the stage at [Em]prime time
I'm having fun so time flies
I'm having none so I find fights
One every five nights and I ain't weak I can rhyme tight but
just let me let the beat say something for [D]a second
That [Em]fine Mike?
You know of vice versa but should I have had my money
straight before I got my mind right?
Cause before I'm shopping
in byrites
I'mma take action like Michael
Jackson and buy rights
Half a mill I'll be quite nice
I don't want a SL5 a X5 and 5 bikes
I dont spend I'm quite tight,
I love money dont get me wrong but it's more what the songs like
You see me I ain't hard to please
I just wanna spit these bars and breeze
I just wanna sit in cars with the keys
Put my mum in a place where
palms are the trees
Cause living broke that's hardly me
But [Am]being rich an[Em]d legit
that's hard to be
But I can't be bothered with
bars of weed
I'd rather spit 16 bars for P's
I kick down door's no-
one didn't let him in
I been around but I'm far
from [Am]a veteran
[Em]I bet u didn't know K's been developin[Am]g
since [Em]plague and [D]Pay as you Go [Em]days
Them days I wasn't on
moves and dealing
I used to kick ball and make
tapes for Deamon
Now I make plates and tapes for Demon
Now I got a fan base [D]and me
they're [Em]feeling
I'm rapping now,
so I'm stacking now
I ain't slacking now, travelling,
Louis Vouiton bags I'm packing now
I ain't trying to do crime all my life
I'm cracking down
But nights got my tracking now
I was a slow starter but I'm
zattin' now VRROOM
I used to get air but now I get poom poom
See you when I get there, get where?
Laid back in a deck chair on private islands,
you go area and get air
All I say is "yo 1, 2 check check yeah," it's KANO in the house
then they know in the house to say NO when I shout DO I PLAY
Fuck rolling about I'm over and I'm out,
my first tune blew sold over a thou
It's on when I lift the Mic
But I knew I would burst on a different vibe
since the 21st of the 5th 85

[Verse 3]
Home sweet home Thats where I come from
[Em]
Where I got my knowledge of
the road and the flow from
Home sweet home
Where the grass ain't greener,
of half hard workers half are dealers
Home sweet home
Where I feel meaner,

[Outro 1]
so I spit trying to fill Wembley Arena
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[Em]