Riky Rick and Mas Musiq - HOME

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Six million ways to die, choose one, ha)

This land still my home
This land still my home

Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood stained soil beneath my feet

Uh, all this pressure gon' be the death of me (my home)
Fake love killin' my energy
I been thinkin' about all the memories (my home)
Pour some liquor for all my enemies
Pour some liquor for all my dead homies (my home)
R(my home)i(my home)p I'll see you there homies
I pray I meet you at the crossroad (my home)
Sooner or later only God knows (only God knows)
What it do though? (My home) , do though?)
I never thought I'd pull up in a two door
I was rapping for for fun but now it's fruitful (my home)
When fruitful, also come with brutal

Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it (my home)
If I leave then who they gonna believe in?
How they gonna receive it? (This land is still)
Or do they even need it? (My home)

I tried to bend my knees
But my knees were already bent
I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now
I called to my God but he was sleeping on that day
I guess I'll just have to depend on me, ohh

Yeah, uh
Reminiscing about the hard times (my home)
I know I'm living on borrowed time
I'm the greatest of all time (my home)
But I'm tired and I wanna put the ball down, eish
Mama told me look where you are now, uh (my home)
If you leave it Riky we all down, yeah
If you leave it Riky we all suffer, eish (my home)
That kinda pressure is a motherfucker
Why did it have to be me? (My home, why did it have to be me?)
Red eyes, me can't see (red eyes, me can't see)
Late nights me can't sleep (my home, late nights me can't sleep)
These days me can't weep (these days I can't cry no more)

Sometimes I feel like I wanna leave it (my home)
If I leave then who they gonna believe in?
How they gonna receive it? (This land is still)
Or do they even need it? (My home)

The cool September blows the seeds away
The harvest blown again this year
But I'll return a stronger man
I'll return to me (my home)land
No grave shall hold my body down
This land is still my, (my home)

This land still my home
This land still my home

Written by:
Rikhado Makhado, Thabo Martin Ngubane, Themba Sekowe

Publisher:
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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