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Artist/Band: Anthony Hamilton
Lyrics for Song: Make It Home
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Anthony Hamilton



[Chorus - Pusha T]



I ain't in to fat lippin I'm into gat grippin



A cat slippin, is a cat drippin



Why I say that? The cat slippin,

the mac's spittin, the cat drippin, look in the mirror yous a fat kitten



Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah



[Verse 1 - Pusha T]



All I wanted growing up was remote controls



Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control



Got ghetto corners choking slow



Grandmama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh!



This one's for my foes



Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go against him!



I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on strings



It - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto!



A Young Stock Market, put money in your pocket



Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it



I rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah?



Set it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eye



Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram



Pastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well?



These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+



Nigga the Franchise of Star Trak sales, uh!



[Chorus]



[Verse 2 - Malice]



They'd rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve



Have my mama grieving, crouched to her knees



Jealous hearted niggaz, y'all wear it on ya sleeve



Like a scarlet letter, for the world to see



Can't hide the truth, decendents of pain



So y'all get exposed like the sons of Hussein



My game weight grown, this is no fact



When cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome



I'm not these rap kids, wit childish antics



Who make diss records, who rock hat backwards



These are higher stakes, this is not average weight



This is not pinching penny's bitch, this is carrot cake



This is the difference 'tween rookies and the pros



They pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flow



But so (so, so), I'm never one that be jeal'



Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well"



[Chorus]



[Verse 3 - Pusha T]



They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors



Nigga don't make me open yours



Seen hearts beat through, open sores



Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that's why I ignore



Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe shit



He who questions I is unfocused



Copperfield flow yes! I'll make careers disappear



Like hocus - pocus - no joke, it's Push'



[Malice]



Mercy, mercy! Oh Lord who is he?



Who curse me, curse me? For doing me



It hurts me so, puts me through changes



So I got Porsche's and Hummers to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!)



Acts live, but only if you speak the language



...And the rest is Comic View



Star Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to?



You don't want it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!



[Chorus]


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Anthony Hamilton


Anthony Hamilton
"Other Songs - Anthony Hamilton"


1. Do You Feel Me
2. Freedom
3. I Know What Loves All About
4. Magnolia
5. Make It Home
6. Red Light
7. Sailin' Away
8. Sista Big Bones
9. Stone Cold
10. Struggle No More