Good to Be Home
Barney Artist Lyrics


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[Hook: Barney Artist]
I’ve been seeing where these peeps are really from
We keeping the vibe alive we shining just till we hear the song
And hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
Hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
[Verse 1: Barney Artist]
I’m from the Eastside of the city
Where things are known to go down
Spit a round with my lyrics
I’m hitting it from the ground
Let me pound
Barney Artist rep that Eastside B
Forest Gate is the ends and it’s inside me
Street by street
Let the bars invigorate your flow
When I spit it from the road
They’re yelling “Barney let’s go”
Let me flow
Spitting my zone
Barney repping my home
Never lone
I’m keeping the fire pass me the coal
Life's a journey so making friends is the best vibe
Home is somewhere where you’re spending the best time, oh
Always chilling with my G's
In the East
Grab a falafel try eating peace
Let me speak what I see, uh
See what I speak
When I'm breathing on beats
Keep my cypher complete, uh
Eastside is where I call home
Come to ends fam I’ll show you where I roam

[Chorus: Tom Misch]
I kinda miss the days when we would roam
Parkside café stores, then back to mine
Almost every time
What a weet, sweet day to roam
Golden undertones
Oh, it’s good to be home
Oh, it’s good to be home
Mmm

[Hook: Barney Artist]
I’ve been seeing where these peeps are really from
We keeping the vibe alive we shining just till we hear the song
And hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
Hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home

[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
Uh, yeah
Yo, I would show you how I live
Uh, if I wasn't sat outside the crib (for fuck’s sake)
I left my keys and my misses by the fridge
But no joke I be penning this lyric by the bridge
Uh, that's how it is
Yo, It's like I live a double life
I'm feeling like I'm 40
Kids and a troubled wife
They wake up by the side
Wonder what the day becomes
I dance between my big mothers and my baby ones
I used to play in slums
Now I gotta pay the sums
Three different cribs and ain't got time just to stay in one
I hope this payment comes
So I can change the radiator for the neighbor's one
And maybe get the glazing done
I'm young
But you can see what I'm becoming
Been the mouth of the south ever since I was a youngin'
Uh I need a place to call my own
For the days that I'm alone
But like the beat yo
I just keep running

[Chorus: Tom Misch]
I kinda miss the days when we would roll
Parkside café stores, then back to mine
Almost every time
What a sweet, sweet day to roam
Golden undertones
Oh, it’s good to be home
Oh, it’s good to be home
Mmm

[Hook: Barney Artist]
I’ve been seeing where these peeps are really from
We keeping the vibe alive we shining just till we hear the song
And hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
Hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home

[Verse 3: Rebel Kleff]
Check
For me home is just a place where all the traveling stops
A place to rest, lay in my nest before I’m hatching the plot
Seems easy but it’s actually not
It’s hard to function when the time zone’s dropping like a Jack-in-the-box
Not the trials and tribulations of an average job
But more rewarding
Tour’s exhausting but it’s important
So I’m all in
And if home is truly where the heart is
Then my heart’s a moving target
‘Cause I be daily departing
And I could write a book about the cities I’m seeing
But I’ll be forever keeping London city supreme
Though I never pay attention to the postcode walls
Barely at home to check the post no more
Always on the move
I’m on the mission to deliver what they ask for
Looking at the past through the stickers on my passport
Circle the Earth for whatever it’s worth
By representing to the death of me the place I was birthed forever


[Chorus: Tom Misch]
I kinda miss the days when we would roll
Parkside café stores, then back to mine
Almost every time
What a sweet, sweet day to roam




Golden undertones
Oh, it’s good to be home

Overall Meaning

The song "Good to Be Home" by Barney Artist may seem like an anthem for home pride, but it's actually more nuanced than that. The song's hook suggests a desire to know where people are "really from," implying that there might be more to a person's identity than just their hometown. Throughout the song, each rapper takes on their own interpretation of home, with Barney Artist repping the Eastside of the city and Rebel Kleff declaring that home is where the heart is, even if it's always changing due to constant travel. Loyle Carner, on the other hand, talks about the difficulties of balancing multiple home lives, with one family he's created and the other he grew up in.


The chorus, sung by Tom Misch, speaks to a simpler time when the group would roam aimlessly together, experiencing the joy of each other's company and the subtle beauty of the surrounding environment. While the rappers discuss the complexities of defining "home," the chorus serves as a reminder of the carefree nature of youth and the comfort of familiarity.


Overall, the song seems to be more about the connections we create with people and places, rather than just a declaration of hometown pride. It's a reminder that home can mean many things to different people, and that those meanings can change over time.


Line by Line Meaning

I’ve been seeing where these peeps are really from
I've been discovering the true origins of the people around me


We keeping the vibe alive we shining just till we hear the song
We're keeping the energy high and positive, shining until the music stops


Hands up if you rep your home
Raise your hands if you represent your hometown with pride


I’m from the Eastside of the city
I come from the eastern part of the city


Where things are known to go down
Where things often happen and events take place


Spit a round with my lyrics
Rap a verse with my rhymes


I’m hitting it from the ground
I'm starting at the basics and working my way up


Let me pound
Let me showcase my skills


Barney Artist rep that Eastside B
I, Barney Artist, represent and take pride in the Eastside


Forest Gate is the ends and it’s inside me
Forest Gate is my neighborhood and it's a part of me


Street by street
Step by step, one street at a time


Let the bars invigorate your flow
Let my lyrics inspire and enliven the way you perform


When I spit it from the road
When I perform my rap while on the streets


They’re yelling “Barney let’s go”
People are cheering and encouraging me to keep going


Never lone
Never alone, always with my crew


Life's a journey so making friends is the best vibe
Life is a journey and making friends is the best way to experience it


Home is somewhere where you’re spending the best time, oh
Home is the place where you have the best experiences


Always chilling with my G's
Always hanging out with my close friends


Grab a falafel try eating peace
Try a falafel sandwich and enjoy the peace of mind it brings


Let me speak what I see, uh
Let me express my thoughts and observations


See what I speak
Understand the meaning behind my words


When I'm breathing on beats
When I'm rapping on a rhythm


Keep my cypher complete, uh
Maintain the group of rappers who are sharing the mic with me


Eastside is where I call home
The Eastside is the area I consider my home


Come to ends fam I’ll show you where I roam
Come to my neighborhood and I'll show you around


I kinda miss the days when we would roam
I miss the times when we used to wander and explore


Parkside café stores, then back to mine
Visiting the local café and stores before heading back to my place


What a weet, sweet day to roam
What a lovely day to wander around and explore


Golden undertones
A sense of warmth and happiness discovered while exploring


Oh, it’s good to be home
It's great to feel at home and comfortable


Yo, I would show you how I live
I would give you a tour of my life


If I wasn't sat outside the crib (for fuck’s sake)
If I hadn't locked myself out of the house


I left my keys and my misses by the fridge
I left my keys and my partner by the fridge


But no joke I be penning this lyric by the bridge
But seriously, I'm writing this rap by the bridge


That's how it is
That's just how things are


Yo, It's like I live a double life
It feels like I'm living two completely separate lives


I'm feeling like I'm 40
I feel older than my actual age


Kids and a troubled wife
I have children and a difficult spouse


They wake up by the side
They awake next to me


Wonder what the day becomes
Curious about what the day will bring


I dance between my big mothers and my baby ones
I balance between my elderly relatives and young children in my family


I used to play in slums
I used to play in poor neighborhoods


Now I gotta pay the sums
Now I have to pay expensive bills and taxes


Three different cribs and ain't got time just to stay in one
I have three different homes but not enough time to stay in one place


I hope this payment comes
I hope I get paid on time


So I can change the radiator for the neighbor's one
So I can replace my neighbor's broken radiator


And maybe get the glazing done
And maybe repair the windows


But you can see what I'm becoming
You can see what I'm turning into


Been the mouth of the south ever since I was a youngin'
I've been known as a skilled speaker since I was young


I need a place to call my own
I need a home that belongs solely to me


For the days that I'm alone
For the days when I'm by myself


But like the beat yo, I just keep running
Like a musical rhythm, I just keep moving forward


For me home is just a place where all the traveling stops
For me, home is a place where my constant travels come to a halt


A place to rest, lay in my nest before I’m hatching the plot
A place to relax and gather my thoughts before I start planning my next move


Seems easy but it’s actually not
It may seem simple but it's actually quite difficult


It’s hard to function when the time zone’s dropping like a Jack-in-the-box
It's difficult to function when my body is adjusting to different time zones


Not the trials and tribulations of an average job
Not the usual struggles of a typical job


But more rewarding
But more fulfilling and satisfying


Tour’s exhausting but it’s important
Touring is tiring but it's crucial to my career


So I’m all in
So I'm fully committed


And if home is truly where the heart is
And if home really is where we feel most comfortable


Then my heart’s a moving target
Then my heart is constantly on the move


‘Cause I be daily departing
Because I leave home every day


And I could write a book about the cities I’m seeing
I have seen so many different cities that I could write a book about them


But I’ll be forever keeping London city supreme
Despite traveling to so many cities, I will always hold London above the rest


Though I never pay attention to the postcode walls
Even though I don't focus on the specific neighborhoods within London


Barely at home to check the post no more
I'm hardly ever at home to check my mail


Always on the move
I'm constantly traveling


I’m on the mission to deliver what they ask for
I'm working hard to give my fans what they want


Looking at the past through the stickers on my passport
Reflecting on my past travels by looking at the stickers on my passport


Circle the Earth for whatever it’s worth
Traveling around the world for any value or benefit it brings


By representing to the death of me the place I was birthed forever
By always representing the place I was born in, even until my death




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Barney Artist, Benjamin Gerard Coyle-Larner, Kristian Murray Revelle, Thomas Abraham Misch

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