J-R3MI - "Home"
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Written by Jeremy Barnes. Produced by Half Note.
Track 4 from “The College Chronicles.” Listen to the full album here: • J-R3MI - "The College Chronicles" (Deluxe)...
LYRICS:
Verse 1:
The hardest part ‘bout leavin’ home is leavin’ home,
Which constitutes my mother and my sisters,
Even mister Jameson and his kids,
And my cats. My little cousins growin’
Up so fast. Life flashes before my eyes.
I’m like, “Why is this there? What is that?”
So much is different when I get back
To my crib, but the one thing that is constant
Is Marilyn, Mellanie, Yolanda Marie, and Leti,
Lalo, Mikey, and Jaime. My family.
That is home, and it’s so tough
To leave them for three whole months
At a time, but meanwhile, I’ll spit a rhyme
To hold me over ‘til I return to my
Hook:
Home is where I want to be,
But family is it, and we’re split
One-hundred ninety-three miles apart,
And it’s so hard to do
Every time I have to go to school,
But it, it must be done, so…
Home is where I want to be,
But family is it, and we’re split
One-hundred ninety-three miles apart,
And it’s so hard to do.
Verse 2:
I only talk to my mother twice
In a two-weeks’ span of time
‘Cause it hurts me. Every line
That I say only reminds
Me of where I’m not, who not with,
And I visit less. I get depressed
When I leave home after Winter Break.
I’m filled with pain: homesickness.
That’s why I stay on campus
All through the term. Benefits me to unlearn
What I left. It cools the burn
To not think of my family when we’re separate.
It sucks when I go to Chicago, but not home
‘Cause it floods the gates of my memory,
And it taints it. Jeremy
Bridge:
(Is) Oh so close but, oh so far.
I don’t know why I don’t own a car.
It would make it so much easier
To get from here, there, anywhere when I yearn
Hook:
Home is where I want to be,
But family is it, and we’re split
One-hundred ninety-three miles apart,
And it’s so hard to do.
Verse 3:
When I’m not at home, I’m blinded
To all these problems, these issues
That my cousins are going through
When they misuse all types of drugs.
Little junior’s getting faded. There’s hate in
His soul. He’s been suffering so long;
He prolongs his smoke. I just woke up,
Don’t know what’s goin’ on at home.
And my older one’s an addict now,
Takin’ this and that and wonderin’ how
Far she can go to expand her mind,
Experimental or mentally broke?
Either way, messin’ wit’ drugs ain’t a joke.
I just hope you are both safe. It’s okay
To seek help. If you need to, then tell
Somebody what you’re goin’ through, and hell,
Just know that I love you both, wish you well.
I just wish I can be there, truly knew what you felt.
Hook:
Home is where I want to be,
But family is it, and we’re split
One-hundred ninety-three miles apart,
And it’s so hard to do.
Verse 4:
Being at Knox keeps me up,
Thinking about the time I lost
With my family. Priscilla’s
Daughter doesn’t even know her uncle
Jeremy. “Where’s he been all this time?”
Getting my upper education. I’m ashamed when
These questions asked. It’s my task
That she learns exactly who I am
When I return to my fam.
In my hands, I will grasp
Baby Elva. Forever shelter
All of my family under this roof.
This the proof that I give to you.