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Jah Harris & A1made

Homebound

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Homebound was released on January 31, 2020 by Digital World Conquest LLC as a part of the album Summit - EP

Song Details

AlbumSummit - EP

Release DateJanuary 31, 2020

LabelDigital World Conquest LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM71

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joshua Ryan Harris

Joshua Ryan Harris

Songwriter

James Julius Elford

James Julius Elford

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Yung Dza

Producer

Austin Reinholz

Austin Reinholz

Engineer

Lyrics

(Yeah)

(Yeah, ay)

It's going down

Made it to the villa

You know we bloodhounds

Yeah my dogs is vicious

Ain't no fucking 'round

Be a victim

(Agh)

I been home bound

(Yeah)

Yeah we come to getcha

And we fucking...

Play safe but they don't play safe

(Nah)

I'm saying, "Goddamn it, make way."

(Look)

I was hungry till the cash came

(Let me tell 'em sumn)

(Yeah)

Ay

We ripping and running

These **** irrelevant, can't tell you nothing

And I leave that shit on unseen, unless you want me pressing buttons

Then I can make shit get to buzzing

I pass on that nut shit, ****, opps will run in your shit for the zombies

Don't run when that flock shit get dropped, these **** will press on the function

Now tell me it's nothing, they posting up on that boulevard

**** do talk but ain't really hard

I came a long way but really scarred

Playing it safe, you can get downed

And they on the phone with the shits now

I never snake for a fake, cause they'll hit you with the skate

And watch your eyes roll away

M.J. with the splits now, got James Brown with the get down

I can make you do a flip or a fold how they press you like the bench now

Calling your chick now

Knew we collaborated but he hip we a clique, they done fucked up his fit now

Can't even evacuate now he estranged, my homie is holding his bitch down

It's going down

(Ay)

Made it to the villa

You know we bloodhounds

Yeah my dogs is vicious

Ain't no fucking 'round

Be a victim

I been home bound

Yeah we come to getcha

And we fucking...

Play safe but they don't play safe

I'm saying, "Goddamn it, make way."

I was hungry till the cash came

Yeah, ay

So play that shit safe, we was just stepping through and making way

Brought an ambition to put up the plaques for the chorus

And our numbers packing the stores

Got up with LuxX cause he was like 'thrax to the boy

Now he A1, clap for the boy

I'm bout to put his location on map for the boy

Cause he put that crack on the wax for your boy

I proved to the masses that I got the intellect to understand this (Agh)

But I be beast, and now I be Killaman, you know the anthem (Agh)

So why they so speculative of why I'm handsome

Why my name come with commandment

Ain't never repent or relent for the scars

Spit on me and spoiled me with bandages

I can manage this, I'ma handle this

Watch how I move and I angle this, I'ma strangle this

And brody lasso your hoe like he wrangle bitch

But see we can elevate, and play at a better rate

Move like I levitate, know the rules like I legislate

My soul fell from a better place, I take a step and the levels quake

And Beretta's spray, and the Devil wake

If I ball my fist, better hesitate, I'm a heavyweight

Can't wait for you **** to settle dates

So settle now, who run the town?

Bet I come up when they "conversate" the verse

Know they gone hate perverse

Keep my chi at peak, awake, inert

Demons in them and they never stay corralled

So I gotta stay alert

See me on my own, now I go wild

Now they wanna say they searched

I'll plague their hearse

Never tried to build me up

Now they wanna say they worked

They lame, they nerfed

These beating ass ****, a shame they taint the Earth

(Yah)

Cause all my **** MVP's and balling

(MVP's and balling)

None of my **** bench or sit the quarter

(Or sit the quarter)

We go wild, shock the crowd like it was storming

(Like it was storming)

All my **** click and clutch the quarter

(They clutching, clutching)

All my **** MVP's and balling

(All of my ****)

None of my **** bench or sit the quarter

(Or sit the quarter)

We go wild, shock the crowd like it was storming

(Like it was storming)

Written by: James Julius Elford, Joshua Ryan Harris

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