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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tipene
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Ferguson
Songwriter
Stephen Harmer
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
In the streets we would kick it, cricket
Worn down bats, street lights, as the wickets
Had a cul-de-sac in the middle
Where the big kids would put us to fight
Not tryna brag, but I was winnin'
When the ice cream truck rolled around
I wishin' for a buck ten, that's how much it was then
The house I lived in, the grown ups ran amok in
Disputes on the daily, fam feuds crazy, leave it at that
It's too insane for me to rap about
I used to wanna be like my big brother
Draw, rap, sag, rag, everything
From the hairdo to the tough ish
I remember one day I tried to follow him
Then caught a boot to the stomach, that's my roots as a youngin'
I mean before I hit form two, at form two
Academic mind, same time naughty too
Argue with whoever wanted, didn't care
I wouldn't change that for anything
[Verse 2]
'Cause I was raised out the south side of Auckland
As soon as you hit thirteen, you're considered a grown man
A lot of us is stuck in that same rut
Dysfunctional families, parents running amok
But still, I love the place I was raised in
Representin' to that very day when I push a couple daisies
It's the place that made me strong
Otara to the world in this song (Let's go home)
[Verse 3]
I guess it's true what they tellin' me (What's that?)
Home is where the heart beats
Stand tall for my streets, even if it starts beef
That's beside the point though, I'm a grown man now
Inspiration for the kids on how my life's planned out
How my wings have spanned out, through goals I have set
Elevated to a better man, now foes ain't a threat
You can touch me in the flesh
I'm real, see me round my hood (What's up?)
Here to leave a legacy present so I'll be round for good
The place flowin' through me veins
Be through ups and downs with ya
Through no matter what I stay chasin' that crown for ya
Just hope the next generation follow through
To know it's possible to do bigger and better things
Than I can do (For real)
Where I can rest, no matter what, my people know my name
'Cause I've never looked down on them
So they've treated me the same
Yeah, its the place that made me strong
I got love for my hood, Beach Haven is home
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I was raised on the north side of Auckland
Beach Haven valley, only place I see important
To me the streets I'm holdin' till my very last breath
Where a lot of us fell off, so I may give it my best
That's till the end, a place that never changes
The kids bring us hope the break the chain
That we brang into this game
It's, it's the place that made me strong
I got love for my hood, so I show it in this song
[Verse 5]
We happy even though we hardly had a thing
Karaoke, have a sing, sounds pumpin' hard
Man, it's overpowerin' my chattering
Gutterboard battling, sherbets, and the Hennessy
Skin board, double time, sweet brother, have a seat
Servin' 'em up like Agassi
West side horis beat the handball kings
Too broke to be athletes, couldn't pay the fees
But give me fifty cents and I'll show you all the fatalities
Man, street fighter had to be where the brothers started at
Uniforms worn with my nomads at my starter cap
Home is where my heart is at
Kapa haka harder slaps
Whakapapa preservin' te reo like an artifact
High crime rates, cholesterol, and heart attacks
But if you in a scrap, every hori's got your back, kid
We 'bout to put every hori on the map
Sydney, Sir T, Tipene, ch-ch-chea, chea
[Verse 6]
I was raised on the west side of Flaxmere
And when I'm in the hood, I reminisce on how we were back then
Swear everybody's stuck in the same rut
We didn't have much, but it was always just enough
It's where everybody knows your name
The place to call home where we all learned to grow through the pain
It's, it's the place that made me strong
I got love for my hood, so I show it in this song
Written by: Justin Ferguson, Stephen Harmer
