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H.O.M.E.S

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Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh
Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh

Met these niggas digital
Steady spittin' hymnals
Gritty, so we ready
Rockin' mics like giddy seminals 
Simple flow
Bring them titties simply til' my zipper close
Tippy toe, when I get a quicky from a silly hoe
Awkward, I floss often 
Called the beat doctored, prosthetically altered
My rhymes never falter, if you die it's your fault then
Awesome how I'm rockin' this Walter, like a fault line
Hymns absorptive, morphin' 'em into torque
And then torch 'em as I storm up with horses and torture like the church again
And I heard he can, murder them, H.O.M.E.S a ten
If we won't wash these niggas guess we'll do 'em dirty then
We do em dirty and you niggas just detergent wit' it
Learned to spit it, I know y'all concerned, you heard the colonel gifted

Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh
Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh

Been golfin'
A little like a dolphin
Swimming to never talk and a milli' in my coffin, dissappearin'
The map, it couldn't see where I'm at
Got seventy in my bag and microphone for the fads
Yeah
Trend follower, can't stop
See a hater? I'm a pen toppler
Thinkin' they can see right through, I've been hollower
Bend columns 'til they finally are accurate
By trackin' the columnist and staying in his Acura until morning
And when he enter, without any warning I'm grabbing and stabbing his ankle until he slowly bleeds out
Switch the prints after hittin' the touch and then I type out
What we should be writin' down
Like H.O.M.E.S on third in the ninth
Pitch slips off, thrown to the side and we in
No slide for the win
Never tied
Never tired from the gin, and again

Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh
Hymns and a father done
Been blowing my guts like a dolphin hun, what
Turn into a doctor
Horns on the head like a rhino
Golfin' up, huh

Oh shit
That's hot
I'ma send that shit to my mom
I'ma send that shit to my grandma
God damn

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