Home Video (MV)

I can't go home, home is gone I can't go home, home is gone
I can't go home now, home is gone I can't go home, home is gone
Nothing's changed, nothing remains the same Except these damn chains restraining my brain
It's inhumane, but I maintain and live life to the fullest

Keep a pocket full of bullets for these busters trying to take me out the game
And I got the same aim as my grandpa did And I'm about as wily a scrapper as my grandpa's kid
And now I rightfully take my place on top of the bridge
And I wanna go back home, but that home, it doesn't exist, no more

I get so sad, cause I'm a nomad and I feel homeless
Cause I know home is where the heart is, not where the dome rests
And I'm still planning on love soon, they got a hope chest
And somewhere out there's my new home and it's the dopest

Until then I journey and worry about nothing
Just having fun and no rushing and spending time with my loved ones
I'm writing rhymes just to bust em and stacking dimes by the dozen
Committing crimes and we buzzing, we cutting lines and we guzzling

We getting high drunk and buzzing, never worry bout the cans and must
I can't go home
Home is gone
I can't go home

Home is gone
I can't go home now
Home is gone
I can't go home

Home is gone
Home sweet home, I'm never alone
I keep the spirit of my loved ones in my bones, feel it in my soul
I get out of control when I hit the road

I found the fountain of youth and now I'm never getting old, no more
So who's riding with me, who's riding with me
I'll grab the shotgun if you grab the .45 and the .50
Because we're coming to your town, your street and your city

And I'm up in my minivan, I'm just drifting and drifting
Now hit me, cause not all the wander are lost, that's the sauce man
You might catch me performing in Philly or Boston
But Detroit is Chicago all over Colorado

Run four corners down through New Mexico to Austin
And my life's been awesome
I dealt with a few bad apples but I tossed them
And the rest I washed and glossed them

Took a big bite of the fruits of life and I ain't working no nine to five
In the hot sun, 24-seven I make art, son
American Idol like Clarkson
I can't go home

Home is gone
I can't go home
Home is gone
I can't go home now

Home is gone
I can't go home
Home is gone
I can't go home

I can't go home
I can't go home now
I can't go home
I can't go home

Home is gone
I can't go home
Home is gone