So Far From Home

[Intro] [Phonte Speaking] "Oh, it's so hard to be alone." It's so hard baby. So hard It ain't easy doin' what I do but ah, (No it ain't, no it ain't.) I'm gonna go out here, I'mma get this paper I'mma hit this road and I'ma... And I'mma keep it on Keep keep keep keep it on Listen, (one two now) I say that I'mma keep it on I say that I'mma keep it on All day All night We gon' set the party off right All night And all day It's Jazzanova (yes sir) and Phonte [Verse One] [Phonte] Now I'mma show you how to rhyme Because your circle gettin' outta line I made magic on these tracks like Merlin When I'm in Berlin, ridin', swervin' down the Autobahn A buck twenty or more Doin' cities and tours Write ditties that make the bitties get on the floor Like Diddy they +Press Play+ but I press record To give it to you quite like I never did it before Fitted cap on the dome Tattoos on the arm Ladies love the kid, they really think he a charm When he step off stage, the feelin' ain't so warm Go back to the room, call wifey and moms Tell 'em how much I miss 'em, so the kids, just kiss 'em for me And tell them, "Return, I shall." I know this type of livin' ain't ration-al But that's the price for bein' international [Hook] [Phonte] You're out here all alone No place to call your own So far from home Feelin' all the pain and anguish Prayin' that they speak the language So far from home Everybody know your face As long as you know your place So far from home So far from home So far from home So far from home [Verse Two] [Phonte] There's been so many tracks I don' rhymed on In so many different time zones Gettin' my grind on Just doin' everything I can to get my shine on I even dropped poems down in Stockholm And sent niggas to the cosmos in Oslow Pretty chicks rockin' tunics in Munich People ask me every day why I do this And I tell 'em all the time it's all about the music Cause I If it wasn't for this hip hop shit These people wouldn't treat me like the creme de la creme Red carpet treatment, the chances are slim I'd probably just be another nigga to them Cause the young folks cool but the old folks cold Be starin' like they never seen black people before I know it ain't ration-al But it ain't they fault, they not international You know what I'm sayin'? [Hook] "Oh it's so hard to be alone" So close but still so far away Hey hey hey [Verse Three] [Phonte] After a show at Jazz Cafe I met a brother in the crowd and he said, "That I'm currently In the military, but I'm from Greensboro" I gave him a pound and I ain't talkin' bout currency I started thinkin' about my boys at the crib Who dream of these places but won't make it over Rocked a million places and I've seen the sights But when black people unite Home feels much closer Now what I'm sayin'? [Hook] [Outro] [Phonte] On and on Everybody keep it on and on Like this uh Jazzanova keep it on and on One time keep it on and on Like this uh Little Brother keep it on and on Everybody keep it on and on Like this uh Phontigga keep it on and on Everybody keep it on and on Go home c'mon