Lyrics:
I O S Home Was Good

since I was your man Used to shout up from outside Wake you up when you were sleeping Now I walk the streets, I don't recognize nobody It's been a while since I was

I'd fall out the sky I don't really know why I'm here, I guess I'm just here for the ride I swear it feels like I'm dreaming, it's vividly defined, yeah

school yard. Higher then a uniform skirt I got work at home, call it homework. I got paper in my backpack, I know you smell me, Ia??m the s*** like an

, Lordy I can't help it, I like to party It's dramatic, it's electrifying Wind me up and watch me go Where she stops nobody knows A good excuse to be

Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked Why not? You see the recipe Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie [Keith Murray] I'm from C-I, L-I

from home But still this pain and may not know it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't wanna

's wide open for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it but I will 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I live Finna get my ma a crib

and mommy is the county jail I'ma soldier and I'm about my mail And if I get busted I'm not about to tell 'Cause I'm a gangsta The streets always been

home, home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home, home Wanna get you home, home I?m going home You