Wayback

[Verse 1: Adam WarRock] I am the inner section of a venn diagram Hip-hop and something else; no you can't deny it man But still i'm trying to say something inspired and Maybe change your mind if you're sick and tired of liars Can i kick it, yo? (yes you can) With this mic in my hand i feel so blessed as a man Here in the southern heat Cause i've been tested and ran here with the teacher's plan Each will find his footing When you're walking on these broken streets Just the cracks in the pavement Tell me baby, if you're saving for a rainy day Man, i can't condone that We are the livers of the present time Moment of clarity When we set sail, no we draw our own maps Because i never found my way back home And so i set up camp and slowly traced out the skeleton Laid the foundation of beats, rhymes and elements And move my whole fam to the neighborhood tenement [Hook] [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone doing well on my own [Tribe One] Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man Living the life that i want and i built it with my own hands [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone but i never went alone [Tribe One] I'm on the road with my best friends close to me Missing home but exactly where i'm s'posed to be [Verse 2: Tribe One] I used to write raps on paper Now i click in tabs and back up data It's man against nature Add up the antes and wagers Man i should've been a math major But instead of crunching digits, I studied english Read the classics and listened to the Cunninlynguists I learned to bend a double running sands With a six-string vocal chord Like i'm becoming another hendrix Cause ever since i was a junior high student If it's four-four time i would write a rhyme to it And whenever i find idle time on my nine-to-five I still emulate the guys that idolize music It's a sign of my improvement that you get to hear it Cause it's not what you say, it's what you do with the lyrics Anyways i just wanna make that known Just in case this gets play back home [Hook] [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone doing well on my own [Tribe One] Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man Living the life that i want and i built it with my own hands [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone but i never went alone [Tribe One] I'm on the rode with my best friends close to me Missing home but exactly where i'm s'posed to be [Verse 3: Adam WarRock & Tribe One] [A:] home is where the heart is [T:] home is hard to part with [A:] home is any lot or space i park my car in [T:] home is where i used to train and try my hardest [A:] home is where i started this path to be an artist in this journey through the alleys and parks took me the farthest [T:] through these shows in dirty dive bars that never carded [A:] through the venues and the concert halls small to largest [T:] so this record that we're holding can reach a bigger market [A:] to those who spin wax til the needle breaks [T:] to the kids still at home can't wait to leave the place [A:] to the people in the rat race trying to keep the pace jumping over hurdles; running the steeple chase [T:] we see the face of the crowds when we're rocking a show [A:] down to the places other artists say they're not gonna go [T & A:] every lyric is a brick that we lay in the path And every song is just a crease that we fold in the map [Hook] [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone doing well on my own [Tribe One] Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man Living the life that i want and i built it with my own hands [Adam WarRock] And if i never found my way back home You can tell 'em that i'm gone but i never went alone [Tribe One] I'm on the rode with my best friends close to me Missing home but exactly where i'm s'posed to be