Homage from 1419 by Homage

All the bullshit lines you hear on TV and the movies that you like And that's not acting

And it's not stealing, it's called Homage

Christian name Mark
Given name Harris
Middle name Lyndon
But since that I been in it it’s been Homage

Yeah, you gotta love it
Uh, you gotta love it
Yeah, you gotta love it
Uh, you know I love it!

Rockstar what up? (Yeah)
Tuesday what up? (Yeah)
SpydaT.E.K. what up? (Yeah)
The Academy! (Yeah)

Yeah it feel epic
Thanks to all the skeptics
Who kept me encouraged
Now I’m on my next shit
How I get them cd’s out I could’ve worked for Netflix
Took a dip but now I go swimming in effervescence
I done came up
You kiddies a close second
Tyson Gay to Usain Bolt nigga fluorescent
Without struggle no gain in retrospection
So I am grateful
This a resurrection
Shout out to my little spring roll holding me down
Shout out to my nigga E smooth we in the house
Finding out that life ain’t really what I been about
But I’m still up on my killa spending extravagant amounts cause I ball
Fully conscious but I’m still dreaming
Catching everything he throw
Antonio Freeman
Go hard at Neiman’s
Can’t believe a nigga from the projects succeeding
And everybody screaming (Homage)

Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting
Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting
I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Good
Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting

Revenue Hef
Can’t forget about you dog
Wouldn’t be where I am at if I didn’t have his vision naw!
Rest In Piece cause it ain’t on no tombstone
He with my pops both of them up in they new home
Never had a chance to say farewell, 'farewell!'
But I’m taking life in my hands like Purell, Purell
Andvthis is all of me no fairytales or veils
If I do not sale another copy I am living swell I can tell
They ain't die for me to have to strive
I can walk through Hell with all these angels by my side
Cause I walked through Hell when both these niggas was alive
So I do not fear a single thing until I meet with God I’ve arrived
Damn it feel good to be alive
Cause despite of all the drawbacks I have still survived
Now I know my worth and I have placed a value on my life
Just believe in yourself
And everything will be alright where’s my choir?

Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting
Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting
I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Good
Open-mouthed, That’s What They Shouting

They say self is not something one finds
It’s something one creates
I breathe into the mic watching lyrics take shape
Colors have shades
Ultraviolet rays
Words take flight
U.S. Airways on this opus
Focused
As I sip a cold glass of Ace of Spades Roses
Thinking bout the name
Thinking bout the culture
They do it for the fame
When I do it cause I’m s’pose ta
Phillip Rivers how I keep them San Diego bolts up
I ain’t exaggerating my team hold the coast up
We The Academy
You can say we Oscar’s
But if they shit bump
Ours Herpes Zoster, Nasty!
Got it locked like a fucking Rasta, Jamming!
So Bob Marley hardly smoking on that half speed
But I’m in The Faculty with bottles of Chianti
Models from Mozambique
Lost but now a champion

You gotta know that its your decisions and not your conditions that determine your destiny
You know the most important way you can spend your life
Is to invest it in something that’ll outlast your life
And it’s that possibility of having that dream come true that make life even interesting at all
So go out and get it
I know y’all smiling now The Academy

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• West Coast
• grammy
• new artist
• underground
• Las Vegas