nickrasoft and Джун - Home sweet home | Текст песни

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• nickrasoft and Джун
• Home sweet home

1 verse:
Home sweet home, the place where I was born,
These days I’m not alone, ‘cause my friends haven’t gone.
I see photos in a frame, it causes a tender pain,
It takes me back again and I’m linking them in a chain.
Some neighbors put the blame on me, but I’m not plain,
They claim me to retain a distance – I use my brain:
Want me to get away? But your endeavors are vain,
- I don’t try to explain, I play tricks like in a game.
Some words about my flat, that I’ll never forget,
I feel warmth and I’m glad there, I’m not regret…
I spend much time in my room – this is my vital doom,
This musical basis flourishes like the lilac in bloom.
I record the music there – words are like shots from a canon,
Who listen? – I don’t care, I know, I’m cyber mechanic:
I make it, pack it, sell it – you buy,
Or I record, check it, you crack it with lie. (Listen)
Much work needs enough time to deal with,
I make desperate bids to gain the new skills.
Outside – there’s a miss, she gives a chill kiss,
You’ll have to feel with the cold freezing winds. (Listen)
You know me – I’m like a slayer with knife,
I’m proud of my homies, ‘cause I’m rapper for life!
My house, district, friends are the foundation,
This dizzy music bursts like the barbarian invasion.

Chorus:
Home sweet home, the place where I was born,
These days I’m not alone, ‘cause my friends haven’t gone.
My relations ain’t broken. Living in jungles of stone,
I pay much attention to my original home.

2 verse:
Kind a Feakin out dude Check out the Sound from my hood
Brain breaking stuff which we love gona make it sound good
Gained fresh mood with thoats that am superia
year by year again same fucking seria
be the man yella hella hot shit fela u can
make it loud crowd make it loud as planed
through the same path in a search of a dream
seeking what u never seen being sorta mean
hood place stase wide i see ur mind u hear dear
off the side before u cry make some noise and chear
few hits in a row greets me back and here is my home
stoning blow ends up the show eyes fula red glow
hit It slow bro hit is slow bro bring it on
enjoying the flow whilte tha dumbshit is gone
(Mc Djun in a house shit)

Chorus:
Home sweet home, the place where I was born,
These days I’m not alone, ‘cause my friends haven’t gone.
My relations ain’t broken. Living in jungles of stone,
I pay much attention to my original home.


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