Back Home (feat. Mos Def, Acyde & Yams)

Gotta find my way back home, I've been away to long

Gotta find my way back home, I'm moving...

War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords

Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf

Past the racism and fake-ism

Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs

You other rappers mad soft, mad I rap my ass off

They throwin' mats off, till I go bath salt

On wax, spitting heat to melt the wax off

I'm Mr Miyagi and Issey Miyake

Ass hole flow, fuck name brands, past logos

Now I'm onto grand raps, hands so low, uh

It's like my fashion style is the life saver

Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ gave her

Bragging that her new ass shots is a life changer

Head so good on that girl that I might pay her, or no

Super laid back cat, opposite of fat black, Al Capone

Tell them lil' niggas Flacko home

Gotta find my way back home

I've been way too long

Gotta find my way back home

I've been way too long

Gotta find my way back home

I've been way too long

Gotta find my way back home

I've been way too long

Father, Lord forgive me as I load up the semi

Roll through the city, that Joseph is in me

Hold it, don't load it, reload it

On plenty, any,

That ever voted against me, dissed me

Pissed me off then tried to hold it against me

Or wish we off the worst luck that ever hated

Never hesitated, the designated (all of the wrong[?]) they did me

You stored in my memory all of the doors that I thought of

Means walk from my enemies

Sippin' holy water like it's bore from my kidneys

Load the smoke like a chimney, make a toast for the memories

Make a toast for the henny, it's the best for the remedies

Energy, synergy, frienemies, industries

Finna get advantage on him and his nemesis

Bitches been sniffing

If I, if I ain't the greatest, bitch I'm one of em

How in the fuck could you front on em

My old ho beefing, my ex won't be friends

Bronson told me not to eat ham, rest in peace Yams

Rest in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini

We gon' take it up town one time

We gon' take em back, show em how me do

They call me Pretty Flacko ladies and gentlemen

I'd like to introduce Pretty Flacko Sir

Yasiin Bey

Magnum spectacular, black man megalas

Shine amethyst, fly champion, it's like that again

What's happening? Mathematics master blin'

Flacko season, all day, erryday

Ask me how it's going, I tell em on and on and on and on and

You led me out to

Steady flowing, staying golden

Sand cover, ready Rover

Flacko glowing in that Owens, that's how it's going

Awareness to the areas, familiar with the routes

Travellin man, moving through places space in time

In a country called Earth

Nah'mean, these tack ass mah'fucker be in the pictures. Wearing all types of mother fuckin' red and green stripes, over accessorizing out this mother fucker. We from Harlem, we gave y'all mother fucker this wave. Grab y'all surfboards, cause y'all got your boogy boards ready now. Ya'll just gon' keep watching us at the beach show with your mother fuckin' khaki's rolled up. Chancletas in your hand and we just gon' keep surfing in this mother fucker. Straight up. It's ya boy, A$AP Yams, Yamborghini. Yo Rock man, let these mother fuckers know what it is out this mother fucker. A$AP, bitch!