Lyrics:
Oh I know I don't own you
But I don't even know if I should phone you
Someone sending me letters
Saying you've been going with other fellers
for mine without consent
leave you bent like a block of hash from Ken's stash
I'm important to rap like Grandmaster Flash
I'm the reason why Benz made
the cue, simply I got the juice
Twin Benz when I kick it, I feel like Ken and Ryu
I'm the ghost of her past, man she's dying to get through
Billie Jean
a spark
So we headed down to Vc
that's home in my heart
But my teenage years
I wasn't getting that far
I made this rap shit work by mid twenties
to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city,
From the letters that I write they think I'm
the mistrust, its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your letters let us see if I can tear you away from his clutch
This stuff's a whole other drawer
smarter i ain't recovered from the last time
We keep writing letters told him if he go finish his dime
He gone come home to these millions
Told her I'm not
the stocking I noticed a letter
There right on the front
It say it's from Santa
What it say
What it say
And So I opened it up
Without thinking twice
break from the tour
No weeks disappeared
Just a home to afford
A honda accord
A shawty Aux cord
And a friend to be bored with
And I'd turn down the volume
vid at home, I'm in focus right now
My inner faith found a dinner plate in letters made of Scarlett
Bought a new interface I'm in Focusrite now
Beats,
said
The way you left me with no regret
These crumpled letters i read
Just memories I just can't forget
Cause I have a dream a fire from deep within
Feel
home
Pray I make it
Be wary they got the chrome
Led by satan
You scary got heart of stone
What you saying
I was scared switch up the letters so I'm
all up in our pink home
Music, Film awards from the window to the wall
Business brunch by the water I'm not answering calls
All my fans know the real
home
Manaman like fuck these hoes (Bluh)
Belling My Line , Bitch you move slow
Piss man off Kaio Ken times Ten
Xeno goku would put you in a blem
Nah
of chasing a dream when Reality Tells you it's all but the right direction
It's a lot to fight through
Bakari Ken, naw fuck that, it's Saint from the Ville
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Hmm-hmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel
in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm just fine, yes they do. But by day I make the cars and by night I make the bars. If only
thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home, after living alone,
thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home, after living alone,
idea you been down with hip-hop since you were ten
You were out ya playpen rubbin Barbie all over Ken and marveling over your carving
Of Led Zeppelin
unless it's a passport
Criticize without construction of any sort
The mind set is survive by any means
Bank accounts have low balance and the homes have
Well, I'm feeling alright
Everything's okay
Well, I'm feeling alright
And everything's okay
Well, I got a letter from my baby
She's coming home
home
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I've been keeping all
Send a letter to my home
So I know where we at
Unless we both don't know how to address this message
I'd send it to your home
But I don't know
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