Hardly Home

[Verse 1: Typhoon] I'm 19 but I'm steady getting crazy green Getting all this action like I stay up on that big screen I'll take a few hits, but I ain't no fiend Gotta keep on track for them stacks, you know what I mean? Yo, I'm staying low key though I'm on that healthy antioxidant, green tea flow I'm just a rapper from Ohio, what the hell do I know? I got a lot more to show, nowhere near my plateau When K-Otix drops a beat, I do nothing but go Keep working hard all the time so I can bring in some dough Until I end up like Drake, and have some money to blow Rebelution told me that I needed courage to grow But when I see familiar faces I can't help but feel better Even though I'm still searching for some nice spring weather But I'm here and clear as words on the pages of a letter I know me and this place, we just go perfect together At school it's time off that I always focus on That anticipation got me crazy like a Black Swan Hit the books, get some looks, grab a flight and then I'm gone Back to the place where we don't sleep till dawn [Verse 2: Areno Jaz] Je rappe, car quand j'parle mon me calcule pas Comme une pute de Calcutta qu'a le cul bas Alors mes cicatrices je les pansent et pense en rimes Et celui qui apprécie se dépense et danse en rythme Sur le dancefloor fout le del-bor grâce au groove qui se dégage Les groupes pisseux me trouvent peace mais je te prouve qu'ils se régalent Maintenant file un mic sans fil que je me promène tard J'en ai rien a foutre d'vos 'blèmes de keufs et d'meufs j'ai mes problèmes d'argent Faut que je m'en passe ou que j'en fasse alors je lance mon chantier GLC connut dans vos rues jusque dans ce monde entier Ce sera peut être grâce à la musique j'en fait sans trop plaisanter Aussi vrai que mon rappe représente ceux qui se sentent représenter J'éclaire ma ville comme Flynt avec la flamme de mon briquet Ce qui se trame en Paname c'est une fable peu compliqué Entre ça, rappaient-ils dans le 14ème Le point de départ et le coin de Paris d'où les cadors viennent [Verse 3: Typhoon] First I gotta say merci mon frère Then I bring it back to English, just to keep it fair Cause after Jaz broke it down, this beat's in need of repair So we'll send it with a warning: Other rappers beware They all say the best things in this life are free But if that was the case, I wouldn't need this degree So I'm on my grind hard, cause a break just ain't for me So take a look up to the top and then tell me what you see Cause I'm Tyler, no Creator, just a writer, so much paper Not a minor, I be major, you're not down? See ya later When I go in, you know it's real, this is no rehearsal My goal is making music, not to be controversial I'll share it with the world, try to make something useful I know you like that french rap cause his flow is universal Shoutout to the 90's babies, you're all part of the movement And they show me love, but if you wanna know what the truth is I'm not in it for the ladies, stay away from being foolish Plus you know I'm holding out till I can get Mila Kunis Cause I started out low but now I'm way up in the sky, moon From the DYT all the way into your iTunes Bitches on my line saying, “boy we gotta Skype soon" Next they on that webcam tryna get with Typhoon I got that baby face so girls don't know what to do I may look young but I was born in '92 Come back to my place girl, tonight is for you We can kick it and check out this monumental view They say it's lonely at the top, well that's nothing new No choice but solo dolo after all that I been through And I got here overnight, the rumors are true Got to the top so fast, bitch I think I flew From where the houses are filled with good food and polite mothers And my boys are never wrong, they're more like Wright Brothers And my words are all my own, no need to cite others Yeah, I'm reppin' Midwest, I was bored with waitin' Just call me the gift of flight, cause I was born in Dayton Even during all the struggles, man I never gave it up Some call it getting lucky, I just call it staying tough Cause even though we've made a little, we still haven't made enough And if you wanna stick around, then you better stay in touch If that's what they want, then that's what they'll get Just meet me out front, you know where I live It's easy to see, you have to admit You fucking with me, you'll never forget Showing the world that I exist Got that Ambition on my wrist Now all my ex girls are pissed Because they're seeing what they missed And when you see me 'round town, I'm the one that you meet You recognize my face, because I stay on the streets And I always spit that fire on them old school beats So just call me Glen Rice, I'm on that old school Heat