Chris Rene - Young Homie Lyrics
Open up my mind with these spoken words,Let this music heal like an overture,She's the only one, one, one, yeah, yeahAnd so I roll with her, ooh,That's how it's supposed to be,Living life with loved ones close to me,Shh, ahh, this is the remedy,And I got the recipe, I don't need no Hennessy,Yeah, it's been nine months now,Haven't had a drink and I'm starting to see clear now,I'm putting all my fears down,I can hear the cheers now,Seeing peace signs when I look aroundHey, young homie what you trippin' onLooking at life, like how did I get it wrong,Life's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters, when will we get along,Hey, young homie what you trippin' on,Looking at life, like how did I get it wrong,Life's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters when will we get alongOpen up your eyes, look aroundHomie, can you see how it's going down?Brothers locked up, sisters knocked upIf you wanna build your love up, put your hate downOoh, that's the only way to liveTurnin' negatives to positives"It's gonna be alright" Bob Marley saidF*ck the dumb sh*t, keep it movin', that's what time it isHey, young homie what you trippin' onLooking at life, like how did I get it wrong,Life's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters, when will we get alongHey, young homie what you trippin' onLooking at life, like how did I get it wrong,Life's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters, when will we get alongGive peace to the war in the streets,Give peace to the evil that creeps, yeah,I just ride, put my hand to the sky,Live life like I'm never gon' die,See we be fighting and fussing over nothing,So much destruction, looking like puppets,Combusting like nothing, now listen,It takes education, to change your reputation,From bad to good, you're gettin' better now you're elevating,They be singing, family's hanging, everybody's chillin'Not gonna stop this, living on the feeling,Man this is the real thing, tell me can you feel me,Wait 'til they drop this, dancing on the ceilingHey, young homie what you trippin' onAh, what you really trippin' on,Life's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters when will we get along,Hey, young homie what you trippin' on,Looking at life, like how did I get it wrongLife's too short, gotta live it long,To my brothers and sisters when will we get alongYoung homie what you trippin' on
