Mikey J - Home Sweet Home lyrics

[Intro: Kano] Yo, yo Mike, man This is the one, man It's gonna blow 'em away Let me teach these.. It's Kane man, let me explain man [Verse 1: Kano] I'm trying to perfect my flow flows So my doe grows loads, like Pinocchio's nose No, they really don't know Most of these spitters roll blow so don't boast It's like nasty and e's cold I say that cos my n***a D know and like deep road looks oh, he's cold, these is all E's bros home sweet home I speak slow, so the road can understand what I mean So, when I mean business what I mean is pro And when I'm a little broke what I need is dough And I speak low, I'm all alone, I just go where I need to go But if you dont know K.A you don't NO (know) And if you ain't on point then you don't roll Look, I love the road The tarmac the white lines, the double yellows the zig zags and the bright lights, I hate being in the limelight But I love being on the page or on the stage at prime time I'm having fun so time flies I'm having none so I find fights One every five nights and I ain't weak I can rhyme tight but just let me let the beat say something for a second That fine Mike? You know of vice versa but should I have had my money straight before I got my mind right? Cause before I'm shopping in byrites I'mma take action like Michael Jackson and buy rights Half a mill I'll be quite nice I don't want a SL5 an X5 and 5 bikes I dont spend I'm quite tight, I love money dont get me wrong but it's more what the songs like You see me I ain't hard to please I just wanna spit these bars and breeze I just wanna sit in cars with the keys Put my mum in a place where palms are the trees Cause living broke that's hardly me But being rich and legit that's hard to be But I can't be bothered with bars of weed I'd rather spit 16 bars for P's I kick down door's no-one didn't let him in I been around but I'm far from a veteran I bet u didn't know K's been developing since plague and Pay as you Go days Them days I wasn't on moves and dealing I used to kick ball and make tapes for Deamon Now I make plates and tapes for Demon Now I got a fan base and me they're feeling I'm rapping now, so I'm stacking now I ain't slacking now, travelling, Louis Vouiton bags I'm packing now I ain't trying to do crime all my life I'm cracking down But nights got my tracking now I was a slow starter but I'm zattin' now VRROOM I used to get air but now I get poom poom See you when I get there, get where? Laid back in a deck chair on private islands, you go area and get air All I say is "yo 1, 2 check check yeah," it's KANO in the house then they know in the house to say NO when I shout DO I PLAY f** rolling about I'm over and I'm out, my first tune blew sold over a thou It's on when I lift the Mic But I knew I would burst on a different vibe since the 21st of the 5th 85..... [Hook: Kano] Home sweet home Thats where I come from Where I got my knowledge of the road and the flow from Home sweet home Where the gra** ain't greener, of half hard workers half are dealers Home sweet home Where I feel meaner, so I spit trying to fill Wembley Arena