Charles Hamilton - Home Alone lyrics

Yea one Morning I woke up
And no one was in my house
Wanna Know how it felt? Uh, yo!

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 shit
Imagine what a trip It is to get found
Witnesses get pissed, look at the ground
Lift the Chick, quick
Cause you pick up a sound
Paranoid, then Goes to shit
In this hood at this point
They be loading clips
"Who approaching the Whip"
So close to the Pen that If I
Go in it's no little bid
But no Kid, you Macaulay Culkin
My thought be stalking
You can call me Marvin

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

The Sun peaks in, day one for the weekend
Ring tone Tweakin, Shes Od'n
Who's on my mind, Who's Fucking with me
Just to offend me my Fucking
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
Fucking Bastard can't show stress though
Though I hope his family Dies of Cancer
Streapt throat (how long has it been)
Fuck outta here somebody show this
Nigga some Fuckin 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 nigga is
That what your Use to?

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

I reflect on Stress When I'm
On the Deck of rap
Niggas 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

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