Alex Jones, Flowz Dilione - Home lyrics

You know what it feels like, yeah?
Well then what the fuck am I?
Well then what the fuck am I?

Now I stand as a man and I’m focused
Right on my life from my hands of devotion
And I spit grams that are dopest
Me and these beats got the plan in motion
Like YouTube to VEVO, Guru to Premo
Made for each other
Like the sand to the ocean
If I can resist ice in the land of the frozen
Then I can find hope in
The land of the hopeless
I live in a place they call Melbourne
Where snakes and fakes
They ain’t all welcome
Where kids step before they crawl
Where you’ll get slapped for paintin’ a
Train before you painted a wall
You think they’re playin’ snooker
Their face falls
The way they’re swingin’ a cue
And hittin’ that eight ball
Dudes shootin’ points
But they don’t play ball
And they hittin’ up the China
But not the Great Wall

‘Cause if I ain’t wrong when I
Say that I ain’t right
In the head, we’ll then what the fuck am I?
I’m crazy, I’m normal
I just know that I’m not like you

I was raised on the west side, city of Melbz
It’s so cold here
But it’s like I’m livin’ in hell
Ever since I was fourteen, I scored weed
Tryna make a million from a quarter ounce
Talk’s cheap
I go to north streets, Newport flats
Where the reason for wakin’ up
Is to do more smack
Cops laugh whenever you fall flat
To those dogs and were just two more lads
(Rest in peace)
I used to sell bud in Werribee
But then I moved to Lara
Started using methamphetamines
It was everywhere, sellin’ it on every street
I just took and used what they
Were tellin’ me in chemistry
Foot stray, chemist warehouse
Was where we used to go
To get our pseudoephedrine
Melbourne is my best friend and my enemy
But, I will never leave
Bury me in the Williamstown cemetery

‘Cause if I ain’t wrong when I
Say that I ain’t right
In the head, we’ll then what the fuck am I?
I’m crazy, I’m normal
I just know that I’m not like you

I’m tryna find a buzz from
The crime and drugs
That’s what the pill that the
Doctor prescribed you does
Where we use the word "cunt"
To describe a mate
And we use the word "mate’ to describe a cunt
You get me? Shit gets violent, cuz
Pussies bleed if it’s that time
Of time of the month
And trust defines us, hear the sirens, run
And if you get done, then silence is a must
I ain’t tryna be a hard cunt, ‘cause I’m not
I’m just loyal, I ain’t got nothin’ to prove
But on top of that I
Ain’t got nothin’ to lose
I’m just doin’ what I’m doin’
‘cause there’s somethin’ to do
And that’s real, dudes act hard on a track
And try use it to rap as a fuckin’ excuse
But all I need is a mic and a beat
These Nikes on my feet and
My life is complete