Lyrics:
I get into the zone, I'm usually all alone
Home, is where the heart is pop
It's where an artist usually goes the hardest pop
It's where the art is
of hope and urban exodus
Maybe the youth are wasting it
The grown-ups are faking it
And home is where the art lies in escaping it
Or maybe the youth are
they bring it on
Pressure’s on, play it on with the Reggaeton
You see it in the tale dem taping
Youth Dem haffe beat pon system
Look like they no want
stay at home not making any noise
I always got to be out
I always got to have a choice
I don't want security
Don't want responsibility
Youth
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
a home
Yes, I wanna thank you for the Art of Friendship
for the tender confidence inside my heart
for the sense of Oneness and the Love and Kindness
for
stay at home not making any noise
I always got to be out
I always got to have a choice
I don't want security
Don't want responsibility
Youth
rayon blagues, bébé
Y'a du Belaire, de la white widow, bébé
Et j't'invite in my home
J'tise mon alcool, fume de la bonne
Pense comme un boss
T'embrasse
throughout, the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art (how great Thou art)
How great Thou art (how great Thou
throughout, the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee
How great Thou art (how great Thou art)
How great Thou art (how great Thou
ours
My youth is ours
Supposed to be growing old
We don't ever want to go home and
Supposed to be growing old
Always wanting the road
Supposed to be
they're all the same
My phone's dead I'm here to stay
My friends left me alone so
Girl let's dance this is your song
Know you got a man back at home
second I'm a kunst
Then suddenly the kunst is me
Pop culture was in art, now
Art’s in pop culture, in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I
sings my soul
My Saviour, God, to Thee
How great You art
How great You art
When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy
Intro:
Even though we are humble, they should know
We have faith
Pre Chorus:
The heights youth seek a Mt. Kilimanjaro, heights youth seek,
HOME IS WHERE THE ART IS
Started West but headed East
Thought it best to wet my feet
Starry dreams I’d yet to reach
Home is where the art is
Came
to give us art
Cloud of youth, you pour; your spark
Long ago resigned you to night
Moon, you thought, but it's the Sun
Mirrors sought, yet lamps are still
inside
To create and to learn - all he wanted to do
Spread a little love maybe too
His art and his vibes were the warmest
His explored his world - every
my soul, my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
And take me home, what joy
the paint cans, I busted a rhyme and breakdance
I chose one of the arts and endeavored to be advanced
So this is what I do for bare minimum rap fans
Yeah,
Thou art, How great Thou art!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in
she do drugs
Broken hearts ran out of love
Troubled youth we know life's no fun
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth
Troubled youth we know
Hey, hey, the youth dem, ey ey, hey, Snoop Lion
She wanna be my mind never make it through the youth dem
The youth dem, they watching so be
, How great Thou art!
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble
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