[Intro: Lord Have Mercy & M.O.P.]
Ayo, Devon…
This for you, son, check it
Awwww shit!
Hear me thoooo
Pardon me, duke
Um
[Verse 1: Lil' Fame]
Yo
Home skillet, get back 'fore I push your shit back
Yo, we're here to put it down with the Lord (I'm wit dat!!)
Blaze him, yo (Yo)
Blaze him wit a 4 (4)
Cash blow loco, I bring the heat to the street
Cuz ya don't know
BROOKLYN, Military
Killin every motherfucker in sight, get harm
Www.I-Will-Fuck-You-Up.com (Strap bombs)
Explode, watch me switch modes
Grab a clutch pop a gear, now I'm in Flipmode
Niggas is gassed on 99 octane fuel
You deserve a swift kick in your ass cuz you's a mule
We keep on duckin from the Firing Squad
First you thought you was hard now you calling a guard
Like um, oh my Lord...Have Mercy
Please talk to Lil Fame cuz he's fixing to merk me
I roll through your hood like it's my hood
And won't have a second thought about if I could
Nigga (HOME SWEET HOME)
It ain't nothing sweet down here
Guns pop for niggas to eat down here
(BROOKLYN)
[Hook: Lord Have Mercy & M.O.P]
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
[Verse 2: Lord Have Mercy]
Never bring B (B), R (R), double O-K (K)
L Y N to it
Bring size into it
Sneak 9's into it
Thieves rise into it
Seek crime, blow through it
See shines, go to it
Street name
Tweak game, rob you stupid (Stupid)
Big trucks, dick ones ride exclusive
You don't know me, and never will
It's cold streets, don't approach me, we never build
Nigga, home of the pick pockets
Four fifth polish, lift wallets
Notorious like Chris Wallace
(BROOKLYN!!)
We dollar cab hop from bad block to bad block
Coppers crash spots with padlocks get backed up
Handcuffed, chasing grands in tha Wastelands (Niggaaaaa)
These boys in tha hood, we poison your hood
Downtown swinging, loud bringin noise in your hood (C'mon)
[Hook: Lord Have Mercy & M.O.P]
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
[Verse 3: Billy Danze]
Now everybody rise to the occasion
Duck when I'm aiming (First Family!)
Yeah, it's so amazing
The hell I be raising, is from the hell I was raised in
It ain't nann nigga fadin shit
I come equipped
I put my life on the line for mine everytime
Bitch, come and march with these Brooklyn soldiers
You'll talk wit em, bark when you talk to these crooked ass cobras
Holler that (Bum Bum)
Fire that (gun noises)
Fire back every time with my cousin
Doin the unthinkable, the unsinkable Danze, still comin
Gunning, you'll see the hilltops styling me
I studied Brownsville criminology (Yes!)
If you know a nigga as well as me
You better bring a motherfuckin calvary
Blesssss
[Hook: Lord Have Mercy & M.O.P]
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
Home Sweet Home
Clack Clack, Salute, Salute! I'm never alone!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home!
(Brooklyn) Send em back home, where you at?
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