Home Little Brother (Ft. Joe Scudda)
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[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
I done been around the globe, with records I sold
Came back home, pride got stole
Poobie ain't the one to ever break down and fall
Sketched a new plan, made a few mo'
Pulled out a scroll and jotted a few notes in it
Don't be concerned with niggas homie, go get it
I show spit it for my UK peeps
Brother you don't want it when LB's in the street
Dude, we got heat, keep jams like jelly
Swing like Teddy, come box with me
Want what with me? Yeah I rides with P
And 9th my codeine when we go to the mic
We let beats and rhymes take us where we like
Shit, I might fly off tonight
I'm tellin you right, Stockholm might find you a wife
Where you can land and catch your cool where the climate is nice
[Hook: Rapper Big Pooh]
I done been around the world, Japan to Amsterdam
Californ-i-a and back again
Up and down ninety-five like I'm traffickin
Still, it's no place like home
You know how it is when you out, hear folks talkin bout
Where they was when it happened, who is, who ain't rappin
People still packin, cups flow with 'gnac
And still, it's no place like home
I done been around the globe, with records I sold
Came back home, pride got stole
Poobie ain't the one to ever break down and fall
Sketched a new plan, made a few mo'
Pulled out a scroll and jotted a few notes in it
Don't be concerned with niggas homie, go get it
I show spit it for my UK peeps
Brother you don't want it when LB's in the street
Dude, we got heat, keep jams like jelly
Swing like Teddy, come box with me
Want what with me? Yeah I rides with P
And 9th my codeine when we go to the mic
We let beats and rhymes take us where we like
Shit, I might fly off tonight
I'm tellin you right, Stockholm might find you a wife
Where you can land and catch your cool where the climate is nice
[Hook: Rapper Big Pooh]
I done been around the world, Japan to Amsterdam
Californ-i-a and back again
Up and down ninety-five like I'm traffickin
Still, it's no place like home
You know how it is when you out, hear folks talkin bout
Where they was when it happened, who is, who ain't rappin
People still packin, cups flow with 'gnac
And still, it's no place like home
"Home" by Little Brother featuring Joe Scudda, released in 2005, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of nostalgia, identity, and the longing for belonging. The lyrics reflect on personal experiences and the significance of home, both physically and emotionally. The song combines smooth, jazzy instrumentals with introspective verses, showcasing the group's lyrical prowess and storytelling ability. Its relatable content resonates with listeners, contributing to its cultural impact within the underground hip-hop scene, emphasizing the importance of roots and community.
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