Home Sweet Home
Kool G Rap w/ DJ Polo Lyrics
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got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk
You got the hard rocks wavin' glocks at the punks
Police only harass you when they want to get a chunk
They got so many corners and they got so many spots
And I can't even bump up the block
without the "Yo man what you got?"
I'm walkin' past somebody lookin' strange
or he'll blow out somebody's brains
Even the shorties livin' naughty lives
Walkin' around, even drive around, with big forty-fives
I just found out the candy store's a front
They walk in the candy store
Man G, candy's far from what they want
You might see a pickle or a popsicle
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
Honey used to look like a winner
Now she can't even get took to dinner
cause so many dealers ran up in her
Somebody's blood is on the tar
Last night was a homicide from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth tryin' to show her ass, but somebody
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the glass
Money got robbed for his bank
They broke in his house and took everything
except the kitchen sink
Little man murdered on the scene
He tried to come off at the liquor store, he's only 17
Granny's damn near pushin' 80
A couple of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Cover your head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, this is my home sweet home
Three card molly, another man to fool
Whites will stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
I'm gettin' frisked by the cops
They only tryin' to get props, for blowin' off a black man's top
Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named DiDi wants to see me
but yo I heard she's givin' VD
Just when you think the skies are gettin' blue
Bang bang -- another brother's split in two
Can't sleep, cause the streets are filled with danger
Miss, your little daughter's a swinger, you can't change her
She left with a stranger, inside a drug dealer's party
Now off to the morgue, to go identify her body
Sonny boy is goin' on the strip
Robbin niggas cracks, with a mac, without a clip
Somebody gave a tip, so the next time he flipped
and shorty got ragged, another body bag is zipped
A baby is born and needs lovin'
but instead, the mother smothered him and shoved him in a oven
Cops killin' our kids, but they bill us
So what's more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers
Everyday's another risk
I'm even mad to go to my pad, the hallways always smell like piss
No heat, just pots of hot water
I'm walkin' eight flights up, the elevator's out of order
Man that landlord is the lowest
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn eviction notice
I felt like breakin' all his bones, psh
I'm gettin' kicked out of my home sweet home
"Home Sweet Home" by Kool G Rap & D.J. Polo portrays the realities of living in a poverty-stricken and crime-infested neighborhood, where the police only show up to cause trouble and black lives are devalued. The lyrics describe the environment where drug dealers are the norm and weaponry is readily available. Everyone is in on the game or trying to fend for themselves. Honey used to be a winner, but now she's just another victim managed by the many local drug dealers. A young granny can't even walk down the street with her pocketbook without getting beaten and robbed. The chorus repeats the song's title, "Home Sweet Home," sarcastically, as a metaphorical reminder of the harsh and unforgiving reality of their living conditions.
The structure of the song is a narrative in a third-person omniscient point of view. The idea conveyed in the song is that, for residents of the ghetto, being a doctor, a lawyer, or a teacher is a dream that is on another planet due to poverty, drug addiction, and tyranny that controls their day-to-day experiences. An escape from their living conditions is all but impossible.
Line by Line Meaning
Brothers on the corner sellin' junk
Drug dealers on the street corner
got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk
They were robbed at gunpoint by women with firearms
You got the hard rocks wavin' glocks at the punks
Gang members threatening weaker individuals with guns
Police only harass you when they want to get a chunk
Law enforcement officers only bother you when they want to make an arrest or get a bribe
They got so many corners and they got so many spots
Drug dealers have many locations to sell from
And I can't even bump up the block
The singer can't even walk down the street
without the "Yo man what you got?"
Without someone asking if he has drugs to sell
I'm walkin' past somebody lookin' strange
The artist walks by someone acting suspicious
He's lookin' for a hit for veins
The person is searching for drugs to inject
or he'll blow out somebody's brains
He may resort to violence if he can't find drugs
Even the shorties livin' naughty lives
Even young people are involved in criminal activity
Walkin' around, even drive around, with big forty-fives
They carry large guns with them on the street or in cars
I just found out the candy store's a front
The candy store is a cover for drug sales
They walk in the candy store
People go into the store pretending to buy candy
Man G, candy's far from what they want
They are looking to buy drugs, not candy
You might see a pickle or a popsicle
There are some food items for sale in the store
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
The real merchandise is sold in the back of the store
Honey used to look like a winner
A female used to be attractive
Now she can't even get took to dinner
She's no longer desirable enough to be taken out to eat
cause so many dealers ran up in her
She has had sex with many drug dealers
Somebody's blood is on the tar
There has been a violent incident resulting in blood on the street
Last night was a homicide from a fight inside the bar
Someone was killed during a brawl at a bar
Loudmouth tryin' to show her ass, but somebody
A woman trying to show off is caught doing something
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the glass
She was attacked and injured with a broken bottle
Money got robbed for his bank
A person was robbed of their money and possessions
They broke in his house and took everything
Thieves entered someone's home and stole all their belongings
except the kitchen sink
The only thing not taken was the kitchen sink
Little man murdered on the scene
A boy was killed
He tried to come off at the liquor store, he's only 17
He tried to steal from a liquor store despite being underage
Granny's damn near pushin' 80
An elderly woman is almost 80 years old
A couple of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Two criminals took her purse and injured her with a knife
Cover your head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Be cautious, because it's a dangerous and violent area
Three card molly, another man to fool
A type of gambling game used to scam people
Whites will stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
White people will stare at and stereotype people of color
I'm gettin' frisked by the cops
The singer is being searched by the police
They only tryin' to get props, for blowin' off a black man's top
The police are trying to make a name for themselves by shooting and killing a black man
Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named DiDi wants to see me
A woman in apartment 3G wants to meet the singer
but yo I heard she's givin' VD
But the singer heard she has a sexually transmitted disease
Just when you think the skies are gettin' blue
Just when things seem to be improving
Bang bang -- another brother's split in two
There's another violent death
Can't sleep, cause the streets are filled with danger
The artist is afraid to sleep because of the danger outside
Miss, your little daughter's a swinger, you can't change her
A woman's daughter is promiscuous and won't change her behavior
She left with a stranger, inside a drug dealer's party
She went to a party with drug dealers and left with someone she didn't know
Now off to the morgue, to go identify her body
Now her family must go identify her body at the morgue
Sonny boy is goin' on the strip
A young man is going into a dangerous area
Robbin niggas cracks, with a mac, without a clip
He's robbing people with an unloaded gun
Somebody gave a tip, so the next time he flipped
Someone informed the police, so he was caught
and shorty got ragged, another body bag is zipped
He was caught and another person died
A baby is born and needs lovin'
A newborn baby needs love and care
but instead, the mother smothered him and shoved him in a oven
But instead, the mother killed the baby by baking it in an oven
Cops killin' our kids, but they bill us
Police are killing young people, and their families are billed for the costs
So what's more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers
What's worse - police killing people or people killing the police?
Everyday's another risk
Every day is dangerous
I'm even mad to go to my pad, the hallways always smell like piss
Even the singer's home is unpleasant and unsafe
No heat, just pots of hot water
There's no heating, only boiling water to keep warm
I'm walkin' eight flights up, the elevator's out of order
The artist has to walk up eight flights of stairs because the elevator is not working
Man that landlord is the lowest
The landlord is terrible
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn eviction notice
The artist was evicted for slamming a door
I felt like breakin' all his bones, psh
The singer felt like physically hurting the landlord
I'm gettin' kicked out of my home sweet home
The artist is being evicted from their home
Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER D GATES, JEREMY MATTHEW MITCHELL, PHILLIP OWEN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stephenjackson2912
This is the guy i listen to when i want a visual of the hood, i see and have seen this whole damn song
@Jay-iu4st
🔥🔥🔥🔥
@eddiesimmons2564
real street hop
@petergotit5949
Genius
@twitchoff1114
The imagery he painted is so vivid
@barbarabutler7086
So fucking dope!!!