Homemade - Audio Champion Lyrics lyrics

[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, f** 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 b**h 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 f** 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 b**h 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 k** 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 sh** that's indirect I get You can't deflect my hit So I suggest ya'll quit