Home Sweet Home - Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

[Kool G. Rap] 
Brothers on the corner sellin junk 
got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk 
You got the hardrocks wavin glocks at the punks 
Police only harass you when they wanna 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 
He's lookin for a hit for veins 
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