Saturday, August 27, 2011

Diddy Dirty Money – Coming Home Song Lyrics

Diddy Dirty Money – Coming Home Lyrics



I’m coming home

I’m coming home

Tell the World I’m coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes

I’m coming home, I’m coming home

Tell the World that I’m coming



Back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong

(I’m back baby)

I feel like there’s nothing that I can’t try

And if you with me put your hands high

(Put your hands high)

If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you

And you, the dreams are for you



I hear “The Tears of a Clown”

I hate that song

I feel like they talking to me when it comes on

Another day another Dawn

Another Keisha, nice to meet ya, get the math I’m gone

What am I ‘posed to do when the club lights come on

Its easy to be Puff, its harder to be Sean

What if the twins ask why I aint marry their mom (why, damn!)

How do I respond?

What if my son stares with a face like my own

And says he wants to be like me when he’s grown

Sh-t! But I aint finished growing

Another night the inevitible prolongs

Another day another Dawn

Just tell Taneka and Taresha I’ll be better in the morn’

Another lie that I carry on

I need to get back to the place I belong



“A house is Not a Home“, I hate this song

Is a house really a home when your loved ones are gone

And n-ggas got the nerve to blame you for it

And you know you woulda took the bullet if you saw it

But oyu felt it and still feel it

And money can’t make up for it or conceal it

But you deal with it and you keep ballin’

Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin’

Baby we’ve been living in sin ’cause we’ve been really in love

But we’ve been living as friends

So you’ve been a guest in your own home

It’s time to make your house your home

Pick up your phone, come on



“Ain’t No Stopping Us Now“, I love that song

Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong

I thought I told y’all that we won’t stop

We back cruising through Harlem, Viso blocks

It’s what made me, saved me, drove me crazy

Drove me away than embraced me

Forgave me for all of my shortcomings



Welcome to my homecoming

Yeah it’s been a long time coming

Lot of fights, lot of scars, lot of bottles

Lot of cars, lot of ups, lot of downs

Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you BIG)

And here I stand, a better man! (a better man)

Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord)

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