Home Sweet Home

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wretch 32] Mummy said I'm hard of hearing In her golden earrings, this is like a golden era Schooled by the golden parents Do your chores and run your errands Before you say a sentence 'cause Children should be seen, not heard or interfering So the front room door is closed There's something on the stove sending shivers up my nose And I can hear the dominos, then I hear one drop Then the riddim's turning low and I hear, "Run shop" And now I'm rеally on my toes, so I ran there еxtra quick Came back excited like they might just let me in Until they asked me, "Where's the Twix?" Oh, shit Chatting to Melissa in the shop, she caused my memory to slip "The boy came back here with no Twix With a blue bag like mi nuh notice He said that trick inna di book is the oldest Where mi weed deh now mi ah roll it" Here we go again and, man, I even spent the change So I'm just hoping he forgets And as I creep off to my room, I hear them call me Likkle Wretch [Chorus: Wretch 32] It weren't home sweet home when the community was gated It was home sweet home when the community was raging Pissing in the flats and that was pissing off my neighbours We only dodged the providence so we could pay the bailiffs That was home sweet home to me Kano made "Home Sweet Home" for me And you can switch up or act different But my memory museum just won't take those from me [Verse 2: Wretch 32] Luciano playing cleansing souls and it's touching mine These times I've broke a dozen eggs 'bout a dozen times Blamed it on my cousin cah my mother's the stubborn type Probably won't let me touch the road till the summertime Ran into the kitchen, can't be seen, gotta duck and dive These times it's like the Hunger Games when the hunger strikes Sipped the Baby Cham and now I'm feeling to butterfly Left the Ritz biscuits, but I'll come back another time Teef mi ah teef ya na What you stole, you gonna reap yana It's not everything you need yana So much lessons earned running through my mother's purse For that bus pass money tryna get to school to learn Before she caught me Boxed me in my face and turned me, "40" I probably wasn't even fourteen in bullet-hole jeans String vest got me looking mean Was Mr. Lover when Shabba had the lean And Desmond's was the ting And the Fresh Prince's happy Black family I thought that only happened on the screen I saw it with my own two eyes that day The saltfish had the sauce, but the rice was plain Avon bubble bath when it's time to bathe And the Faceoff caught my eye before the iPhone came [Chorus: Wretch 32] It weren't home sweet home when the community was gated It was home sweet home when the community was raging Pissing in the flats and that was pissing off my neighbours We only dodged the providence so we could pay the bailiffs That was home sweet home to me Kano made "Home Sweet Home" for me And you can switch up or act different But my memory museum just won't take those from me [Verse 3: Kano] Wretch text me in the Boeing 777 Must be lucky cah mi gaan a yard Why does the land that I'm leaving feel like abroad? Fifty-two race cards on deck, but I don't shuffle, nah I don't bogle, I don't tap dance for massa, nah That's a pass, bruv Summer, Barking Road cassetars Nothing classic like them Reeboks, I was gassing heartless Screaming that, that, that, that's— I rock the three stripes, but there was never three lions on my shirt If ah nuh rasta Seventy-three years of hurt, jewels still gleaming though John Barnes, Carlton Palmer, Dez Walker, Ian though Country and the Queen, but if they took a penalty We couldn't look into the screen that was the talk amongst the niggers It's funny how we come so far Why coloureds are still bitching 'bout the last twelve yards It's just a jar, geez You flood the markets with your banana plantain So you bastards can't speak when we're monkey chanting Bet Saka never felt Blacker And Rashford was the bees till finals So really we're some, "He's alright thoughs But only when they feed our child though" But take a knee and that's taking the Michael That's why I couldn't accept the honours list 'Cause one mistake, you're no longer Brit That's common shit when you're from the bits Aw, wog-a-matter? Nigga mind, go black home, you'll be all white in the morning That's the country that we're born in [Chorus: Wretch 32] It weren't home sweet home when the community was gated It was home sweet home when the community was raging Pissing in the flats and that was pissing off my neighbours We only dodged the providence so we could pay the bailiffs That was home sweet home to me Kano made "Home Sweet Home" for me And you can switch up or act different But my memory museum just won't take those from me