Coming Home Slaughterhouse

[Intro: Joell Ortiz]
Oh, word?
That's how y'all feel?
Thought we was gone, huh?
Hahaha
Y'all sound stupid
Slaughterhouse, nigga
(Gangsta Griz-ills) Uh

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]
I heard the whispers, they thought that I was done before
They thought Dre said I was somethin' he don't want no more
They thought I got dropped, they thought I would stop
I thought not, hopped out the square, thought out the box (Woo)
Listen, I keep it real, I was hopin' that the major work
But I was indie again, time for some major work
Already hungry, but the non-believers made it worse
Had me posted up in that booth like every day the 1st
Who was s'posed to give up? Nah, not me
Man, post this shit up on Nah Right, B (Yaowa)
Hello world, I'm a star, look what I invented
Rap radar identified what my spider senses
I had the hip-hop game on smash
And a title locked up, like Akon's smash
And then I linked with three dudes who also say y'all trash
With another chance to show you again, so I'm holdin' this pen like