[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!