Home Sweet Home
By Nomadic Extra Large
Verse 1:
Let this beat talk to my soul for a minute,
Give me a minute or two to express my feelings to you.
Maybe more time is needed for me to get my point across,
To those who can relate to the topics I spit about.
My mouth is a deadly force to be reckoned with,
The wreckage I leave behind is so eloquent.
Nothing elegant about the drama in this world,
Painting bloody pictures of violence on a beautiful musical bed where I lay my head.
You never hear silence,
Even on quiet days, I can’t stand the silence.
Desensitized, conditioned for the wild and the turmoil,
I accept life as it is—I can see the diamond in the mud.
You see, these younger kids are shining stars,
A few rough edges, but still sparkling like diamonds.
I call my friend’s son because they stay shining,
Even through the darkness, their light keeps rising.
Chorus:
Home sweet home, where the heart still beats,
Through the pain and chaos, we rise from the streets.
Shining through the struggle, diamonds in the mud,
Home sweet home, where we turn pain to love.
Verse 2:
I’m never shying away from the real issues,
Even the darkest days can bring you to the light.
If you let life’s lessons guide you in the right direction,
Even when the devil closes in from every side.
It’s you who sees what’s real from the fake,
Fake from the real—sometimes hard to tell apart.
But I can sense the cow manure better than a dog hears sirens,
From miles away, I know what’s coming next.
Here we go, another shot, another life lost,
On any given day, the drama erupts like rockets.
My eyes stay wide open, my mind on peace,
Will we ever see it? How long to put the pieces together?
The puzzle’s hard to solve, 360 degrees regardless,
I try to evolve into a godly man,
Execute a godly plan,
But life got me stuck, just like quicksand.
Chorus:
Home sweet home, where the heart still beats,
Through the pain and chaos, we rise from the streets.
Shining through the struggle, diamonds in the mud,
Home sweet home, where we turn pain to love.
