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Home Sweet Home (feat. Lord Have Mercy)

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

'cause ya don't knowBrooklyn 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 modeNiggaz gash on 99 octane fuel

You deserve a swift kick in your ass 'cause 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 mercyPlease talk to Little Fame 'cause 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 atHome 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 be are 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 atHome sweet home

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone

Brooklyn, send 'em back home

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you atNow 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 timeBitch, 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 cousinDoin' 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

BlessHome sweet home

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone

Brooklyn, send 'em back home

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you atHome sweet home

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone

Brooklyn, send 'em back home

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

Songwriters

LAMB, DOMINICK / GRINNAGE, JAMAL GERARD / NOTISE, WAYNE / MURRY, ERICPublished by

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