WaybackAdam WarRock

[Verse 1: Adam WarRock]
I am the inner section of a venn diagram
Hip-hop and something else; no you can't deny it man
But still I'm trying to say something inspired and
Maybe change your mind if you're sick and tired of liars
Can I kick it, yo?
(yes you can)
With this mic in my hand I feel so blessed as a man
Here in the southern heat
Cause I've been tested and ran here with the teacher's plan
Each will find his footing
When you're walking on these broken streets
Just the cracks in the pavement
Tell me baby, if you're saving for a rainy day
Man, I can't condone that
We are the livers of the present time
Moment of clarity
When we set sail, no we draw our own maps
Because I never found my way back home
And so I set up camp and slowly traced out the skeleton
Laid the foundation of beats, rhymes and elements
And move my whole fam to the neighborhood tenement

[Chorus: Adam WarRock & Tribe One]
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone doing well on my own
Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man
Living the life that I want and I built it with my own hands
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone but I never went alone
I'm on the road with my best friends close to me
Missing home but exactly where I'm s'posed to be

[Verse 2: Tribe One]
I used to write raps on paper
Now I click in tabs and back up data
It's man against nature
Add up the antes and wagers
Man I should've been a math major
But instead of crunching digits, I studied english
Read the classics and listened to the Cunninlynguists
I learned to bend a double running sands
With a six-string vocal chord
Like I'm becoming another hendrix
Cause ever since I was a junior high student
If it's four-four time I would write a rhyme to it
And whenever I find idle time on my nine-to-five
I still emulate the guys that idolize music
It's a sign of my improvement that you get to hear it
Cause it's not what you say, it's what you do with the lyrics
Anyways, I just wanna make that known
Just in case this gets play back home

[Chorus: Adam WarRock & Tribe One]
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone doing well on my own
Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man
Living the life that I want and I built it with my own hands
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone but I never went alone
I'm on the road with my best friends close to me
Missing home but exactly where I'm s'posed to be

[Verse 3: Adam WarRock & Tribe One]
[A:] home is where the heart is
[T:] home is hard to part with
[A:] home is any lot or space I park my car in
[T:] home is where I used to train and try my hardest
[A:] home is where I started this path to be an artist in this journey through the alleys and parks took me the farthest
[T:] through these shows in dirty dive bars that never carded
[A:] through the venues and the concert halls small to largest
[T:] so this record that we're holding can reach a bigger market
[A:] to those who spin wax 'til the needle breaks
[T:] to the kids still at home can't wait to leave the place
[A:] to the people in the rat race trying to keep the pace jumping over hurdles; running the steeple chase
[T:] we see the face of the crowds when we're rocking a show
[A:] down to the places other artists say they're not gonna go

[T & A:] every lyric is a brick that we lay in the path
And every song is just a crease that we fold in the map

[Chorus: Adam WarRock & Tribe One]
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone doing well on my own
Tell my folks that their boy is a grown man
Living the life that I want and I built it with my own hands
And if I never found my way back home
You can tell 'em that I'm gone but I never went alone
I'm on the road with my best friends close to me
Missing home but exactly where I'm s'posed to be