] Home is where your heart is Find where you belong, start to take control, show a little soul Then you feel who you are Home is where your heart is Find
Vertaling: Die Sounds. Huis is waar jou hart is.
Chorus] Home is where your heart is Find where you belong, start to take control, show a little soul Then you feel who you are Home is where your heart is
worry about what they say 'Cause they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you, baby Everywhere I go, I'm always hearing your name And no matter where
through it My life's no joke, I don' played dice with soap Upstate the case niggas slice your throat Wear your boxers in the shower when you guard your
so lonely, baby When you come home, girl you should know Your pillow is waiting girl, on yo side of the bed Yo side, yo side, yo side, yo side, yo side On your
on you baby Not not not nothing on you babe Not not nothing on you Everywhere I go I'm always hearing your name (name, name) And no matter where I'm
with that stick in the mud That there's where clouds are born Clouds can't stay where they are born Winds push them so far from home The sound of your
your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Jealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquor Watch your back with your
so you could look fly Broke out from your crib rushin' to get here Tripped ans stumbled almost broke your neck comin' down the stairs Jumped into your
I'm connected to a dime piece I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Watch your back with your
About gettin' some glock and crazy bust If I can find hazels, all it takes is a second Cynical weapon Evil E and I'm kept in the back Where I supply the sounds
I stuck it in I wouldn't have been such a prick to you Fuckin' men, you say you don't trust 'em Why do I hear the sound of toilets flushin'? Some shit is
your time Look round and see The most in time is where you're meant to be For they talk too loud And take the hope and peace from your heart We call this
I got your head sprung It's my return(Like the Kingdom Come) I'm taking off like a rocket I got this beat in my pocket I keep your heart droppin(and you
heard a squeaky sound Somethings goin' on upstairs, yeah 'Cause I know nobody else lives here Bomp, bomp, bomp As I get closer to the stair ways, all I hear And then I hear
