H.O.M.E.S - Potence

When I was growin' up
Dropped all my Melanin
Bellowin' bullshit until I was interrupt
Not ever mellowin'
Always irreverent
Hellion needed his sippy cup
Enough of the backin' up
Packin' the rhymes and leave you to judge
Unfurl the tape, leave you a Grudge
Shaka get nothin' like curls
Bars just not made like the Earls
Quotables, maybe some pearls
Tell me what's poppin' like oil?
Ay, you hear what I'm facin'?
Puff on the spliff 'til I'm square, like freemason
When I was growin' up
Dancin' to Michael and breakin' Bionicles
I won't be gone until-
Slow it up
I went from battlin' dragons in castles to throwin' up all the hard liquor
I hold the rum
Clutchin' it, I'm in a subterfuge
There's a sharp difference with them and us
I cannot fuck with them other dudes
H.O.M.E.S got the soup, nigga, guzzle up
Buck at your crew, nigga
Chewin' on an emcee
Loose ligament
Spew out the roots of obtuse lyricists
Mix it with sickening juice experiment
Fuse it with ripped apart, stupid middlemen
Fuck
When I was growin' up
I had a little but I wasn't showin' none
That's when I noticed that I just be slowin' up
See who I am and you never could know enough
Wait 'til I sober up
Growin' up
These brothas see what I'm doin' and they really don't give a fuck
Gotta give shouts to Murphy
Followed the law and my couch is surfin'
Got employers to vouch by ignorin' my friends
A tough thing to choose, but I tied up the ends
I can never lose until after I win
And then I can relax and focus on my past
It's kinda backwards that I picked up a toy and played with it when I'm an adult
Sport is gone
Hop on the saddle
I need a Play-Doh container
A couple of marbles to straddle
"You always ramble
Always better than everyone else and you wearin' the sandles
You gotta pick up your act
You gotta pick up the slack
You gotta stick in the shack
And it's as simple as that, no need to belittle the facts"
But, with the riddle intact, I break through the cracks and fuck up my legacy
It's not the dosage
It's potence
That makes the flow straight the dopest
Up the dosage
Up the dosage
I need more of that fuckin' potion
I just hope that it’ll hold me over
Drugs called twice, but we’ve barely spoken
Been up all night, see the air?
I'm tokin'
Scared, and low key I just hope we
Build up an immunity to these fuck niggas and misanthropy
My lungs black like I’m from Nairobi
I wanna go Cass Street Elementary
Eat my cheese and pack heat with the celery
Mis en scene but you fake like reverie
Referee telling me my periphery and how to sleep
You think Adam dreamt about leavin' Eve?
Don’t you think about leavin' me
This shit potent like apple tree
Girl, I'm dyin' for ya
I be vyin' for it
I be drownin' in it
I be drownin' in it
Girl, I be drownin' in it

Written by:
Isaiah Crowder, Stephen Kale, Walt Mudie

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