Hotyce - Home Again (feat. Waje) Lyrics

Ayo! Turn me up on the headphones a lil bit hommie

Carved from a black stone
Built with black bones
Got lost made it back home
Without a back bone
But if I tried to talk
They always hear a sad tone
Like I always need a stack loan
To act grown
But Iʼm still a child at heart
I represent the struggle they tryna tell me that Iʼm not that smart
Hold up this is God damn art
But I know the media gon take the truth and chop that part
You see I, made it outta the ghetto made it outta slums
Iʼm done with the crumbs
Need a slice of the national cake
F*ck a national wage
Put my mind on a transactional scale I donʼt think in a rational way
Every time we get international fame
Itʼs a national shame
We getting played like an actual game
Paralysed by the pain
Itʼs kind da hard acting your age when you canʼt get a decent meal after your grace
Didnʼt know how to behave
Channeled all my emotions and got sick with the verse like a pastor with aids
Had to take it at a gradual pace
Cos you could be crying tomorrow even though you laughing today
Had my mind in a supernatural state
Soon as they put they hands together I ask em to pray
But if I had my way all this cowards will die
By the way we allow all the lies and thatʼs the reason we ainʼt got steady power supply
So I rather do something about it instead of spending hours to cry
Spoke like a child
When I was a child
Without water it wonʼt grow the flowers could die
I personalised a certain disguise
Cus Iʼm hurting inside
I feel like a, different person inside
I look to the heavens and search through the skies
F*ck all that scared to die shit Iʼm urging the wise

Iʼm stuck in the maze
Iʼm tryna get out
Tryna break of this chain
I ainʼt gotta be scared now
Iʼm tryna make it home again
Iʼm tryna make it home again
Iʼm tryna make it home

Sitting next to milla
Talking to MG about carrying our dead bodies to the presidential villa
Marching with archers
Who can target the hearts of the lawless
And all this commotion got me thinking we live in a forest
Using my voice as an artist
Tryna flourish By moving forward
Iʼm never noxious
I pull up on em like a Taurus
The misdemeanor is nothing new
By now you should know who Iʼm talking to
I feel like staging a bloody coupe
Thatʼs what itʼs coming to
Iʼm writing articles about my mind state
Knowing home ainʼt a fine place
Readjusted my mind state
Knowing I can define great
Sometimes I feel forced to make the grind change
But my dream got a lot more vivid
So I got all in it
Made a decision and decide on image
And before I take a bow
Let me say this Iʼm proud of my country my country has never made me proud
Damn!

Iʼm stuck in the maze
Iʼm tryna get out
Tryna break of this chain
I ainʼt gotta be scared now
Iʼm tryna make it home again
Iʼm tryna make it home again
Iʼm stuck in the maze
Iʼm tryna get out
Tryna break of this chain
I ainʼt gotta be scared now
Iʼm tryna make it home
Iʼm tryna make it home again
Home
Can you take me home
Canʼt you take me home