[Intro]
Uh, It's Charles Hamilton, Uh!
[Verse 1]
My face gotta look familiar so
I don't conceal my face, keep it real fa'sho
Even though a lot of cats wanna steal the flow
I still will glow, infinite k** the no
-i-s-e, I'm blessed to be
In my fly ride, sky high, time let me
Exaggerate, I ain't pushing a Beamer
I be in my rhyme book writing hooks in the meanest
Genius bars, any book that I be in
Will see me as a dream and king dean of every school you can teach in
Rules from the deacons
Get overruled when I peep them
And I don't think they cool, tell 'em "keep them"
Far from a loser, I move with distinction
Dude in the pink be abusing the ink pen
Safe to say that I'm, safe to say that I'm
[Hook]
It's great to be here (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Baby, baby, baby, baby oh!
It's great to be here oooh! (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Yeaaaah!
[Verse 2]
Hate it or hate it a lot, I'll make my way to the top
So this is to the haters making paper a lot
I lay in my place spaced out
Making a way to break away from the day to day
Without, shaking the pavement, okay?
So maybe when I blatantly say to stay away
You'll understand that that's because I'm sick of what the haters say
And I ain't tryina snap at all, after all
Charles didn't get picked out in a casting call
Any auditions I did will be depicting the kid
As something different and this sh** is a trip, ya dig?
n***a it's because my living's a trip
Being a listener isn't a hindrance, it's a gift
The difference is it will potentially give you a kick
If you listen to ignorant gibberish from these n***as
Wishing to get what you give
Spitting pictures into your wig
This is what it is, wish for something big... Ya dig?
[Hook]
It's great to be here (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Baby, baby, baby, baby oh!
It's great to be here oooh! (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Yeaaaah!
[Verse 3]
I don't even be wanting to admit that I be running sh**
I'm gonna spit something sick that whether you wanna get it or not
You gotta admit that it's hot
Twistin' my lyrics into sh** that could make you wish that you were
Still in a box
Pine box, non-stop because, why stop?
My mind's got a lot of time on my jock
Thoughts of a Cyclops, one eye looking at the sky, bright spots
The lights hot, the mic got a good pitch
Got a good chick, and all the haters look sick
And I look quick, I see the getaway car
We get away far from the place that we are
Currently positioned in, nothing more to say, thanks for listening
Goodnight
And I'm (Back Where I Belong)...Charles Hamilton
[Hook]
It's great to be here (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Baby, baby, baby, baby oh!
It's great to be here oooh! (Great to be here)
It's great to be here in your arms (Back where I belong)
Yeaaaah!