[Intro]

"This is a journey into sound. A journey which along the way, will be you new color, new demension, and new experiences. Stereofonic Sound

[Verse 1: Home Made]

You found a pot of gold
Who had few highs and a lot of lows
Who still didn't quit with a lot of loads
And the flow still sick like it got a cold
And they say n***as don't get you so
Just stop being so technical
But they still hit me in a message though
Cuz they know the flow so professional
And I'm in a club that they can't be in
( Who am I?) The Audio champion
And like museum art I can't be touched, he can't be much, fuck what camp he in
And why can't he win?
Because they all mad that they can't be him
And I had my hand up your bitch skirt first, she was wetter than the shirt you wanna damp me in
I wanted that six since a six grader
I brought that clip just to hit haters
N***as your a dick I'm a dictator
And everytime I spit it just gets greater
You ant in a ditch that's a big crater
Try to climb out and you will find out
If you leave me when it drizzle that's when I sprout
I found a way to sizzle that's what I'm bout
Hell yeah, I can show you where not to go
Guide you through obstacles
I've been in and out before, right
I was tryna find out where papa go, went through adoption so, that put a stop on my life
Now I'm in the fast lane
And the cash came
I washed it off and let the past drain
If I don't have pull you gon have pain
That's on my last dollar and my last name

[Verse 2: Home Made]

I was waiting on the bus but my destiny came
My Sound cloud look like a celebrities page
And to test me your incredibly brave
They like Fuck lyrics this the melody phase
I had a feeling in me it was definitely rage
But I calmed down
My trust got alarms now
And your bitch can't resist my charm now
All these N***as getting cropped like a farm now
And I'm tired of being so polite
I gotta kick you outta this drop top Goodnight!
I'm never getting out of the top spot, your right
Work hard and no one could ever stop the life
I know what the bottom feels like
Who shared my life, what I got them is nice
Heal ya'll sight, from the dark I reveal light
Kill I might, I hope you got on your shield right
And your bottle is sealed tight
N***a follow I will strike like low wages
A flow of this type is so ageless
How does this kid write with no pages
You can't become this nice with no stages
It's okay just reflect a bit
And stop thinking that those voice effects are it
Now watch all the shit that's indirect I get
You can't deflect my hit
So I suggest ya'll quit