Chris Rene – Young Homie

Open up my mind with these spoken words
Let this music heal like an overture
She’s the only one, one, one, yeah

And 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 three years 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 around

Hey, young homie what you tripping 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 along

Hey, big homie what you tripping on
What you really tripping on
Life’s too short, gotta live it long
To my brothers and sisters when will we get along

Give peace to the war in the streets
Give peace to the eve of the 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 upwards
Combusting like nothing, now listen
It takes an education, to change your reputation,
From bad to good, your even better now your elevating

They be singing, family singing, everybody’s chilling
Not gonna stop this, living on the feeling
Man this is the real thing, tell me can you feel me
Wait until they drop this, dancing on the ceiling

Hey, young homie what you tripping 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 along

Hey, big homie what you tripping on
What you really tripping on
Life’s too short, gotta live it long
To my brothers and sisters when will we get along