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letra de home alone - charles hamilton

[intro]
yea
one morning i woke up, and no one was in my house
wanna know how it felt?
uh, yo!

[verse 1]
i’m the freckle month face of the forgetful face
who grants mistakes
and whatever is left to decay
separate, as soon as breakfast is ate
married in mind that i always staring through time
i don’t care if you find an error in time it must have been an error in rhyme
my earn run average is zip
just look at the control i have on this sh-t
imagine what a trip it is to get found
witnesses get p-ssed, look at the ground
lift the chick, quick, cause you pick up a sound
paranoid, then goes to sh-t
in this hood at this point they be loading clips
“who approaching the whip”
so close to the pen that if i go in its no little bid
but no kid, you macaulay culkin
my thought be stalking, you can call me marvin

[hook]
sitting in the living room waiting on the phone to ring
i ain’t got no company i’m hanging, and i’m looking for a song to sing
i’m home alone hanging on the doorbell
hanging on the doorbell
home alone waiting on the doorbell
ding dong
ding dong
ding dong
ding dong
yo

[verse 2]
the sun peaks in, day one for the weekend
ring tone tweakin, shes od’n
who’s on my mind, who’s f-cking with me
just to offend me my f-cking enemy disrupted my city
with tough and gritty chatter, whats his name, does it really matter
does it make me want to snuff him any faster
f-cking b-st-rd
can’t show stress though
though i hope his family dies of cancer, streapt throat
(how long has it been)
f-ck outta here somebody show this n-gga some f-ckin morals
six rules, do i need to restate 3 though 8 respect c to the h
well i thought i said i need too, restate
yep, i did, back to the future n-gga is that what your use to?

[verse 3]
i reflect on stress when i’m on the deck of rap
n-ggas check all text up on deck next
i cypher with myself, i’m a fire but it helps
fire from the lighter
higher to aspire, quietly but tight
and modestly, copied the prophecy
not to be a lier
but to not cop a plea when the clock is required to stop
like those who can’t tell time but have a watch, cause their tired of getting clocked
and we still rock, me and myself
my hands are tied, still
i being the reason the trinity is completed
tell the past, bye
murder someone for giving tomorrow a black eye
try to escape but using the sleeping route
why don’t i just leave the house
charles hamilton…..

- charles hamilton

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