I’m Coming Home

Lyrics

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope] I live my life in the gutter And this gutter is who I am Take me back home to my gutter And I swear I won't ever leave again! [Verse 1: Violent J] Hey, I'm coming home, home to the criminals and crooks Home to the gangbangers shooting dirty looks Home to the killer cops beating on my ass Home to my '72 Volaré, praying it will last Past all the rich bitches trying to play me out Doggin' on my neighborhood, don't know what it's about So now I'm clockin' ducats, never hangin' with the rich I'd rather hang out with the crackheads at the party store, bitch Give me coney dog, with a little smog Nothin' tastes better than the poisonous fog Seeping from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood But the ghetto got love and the love is all good So I don't give a fuck about your mansion by the lake You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks 'Cause all I wanna do is hang with the zombies in the zone Break out with the Faygo, I'm coming home [Chorus: Violent J] Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand (Won't you be there?) [Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope] Bitch, I'm coming home and I'm not alone Jokers and freaks, and their dead body bones Every single thing that you never wanna see Add it all together and you got me Ah, nobody gives a fuck about your punk-ass rules Keystone coppers and your hypocrite schools I'd much rather lay around the streets of the gutter And make dirty phone calls to your rich mother A quarter-past midnight and I'm waking up the dead Then we playin' kickball with somebody's head We go skinny dippin' in the barrels of toxic waste After that I pour myself a little taste So tell your daughter that she's nothin' but a fat bitch And all my homies don't care if the ho's rich Somebody out here, please, let me know where there's a phone I need to call my mother and tell her I'm coming home [Chorus: Violent J] Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand [Scratching] Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- (Won't you be there? Won't you be there?) Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- (Won't you be there? Won't you be there?) Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- Don't- (Won't you be there? Won't you be there?) (Won't you be there? Won't you be there?) [Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Now I'm coming home, chicken chicken bone Sugarplum bushes and ice cream cones All these fake people sayin' hi to one another Then they sit around and talk shit about each other Watering the grass, digging in they ass Trying to make sure they didn't lose any cash Working hard all your life, and now you're finally rich But look at you, you're just another wack bitch, heh Call it a slum, that's where I'm from Murderers and slaughterers, so that's what I've become Spare a little change 'cause I just ran out of gas Reach for your quarter and I'll stick your fuckin' ass Nobody wants to be around the ghetto breed The ghetto got each other and that's all we really need So what the fuck I'm doing down here? I got a land of my own Eh yo, dog, fuck it, heh, we going home [Chorus] Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books Home to the monsters roaming the land I wanna come home but ya don't understand Home to the creatures, home to the crooks Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books