Home (We Got This) Pharoahe Monch (Ft. Phonte & Tamisha)

We got this, we got this

Let’s do it, let’s do it

[Hook: Tamisha]
Let’s do it, let’s do it
Let’s do it, do it, do it

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch (Phonte)]
I’m at first, at last
Coulda hit home runs but that was all in my past
They say I’m so left field, but it feels so right
They can kiss my ass for real
Listen, this is my word
I know some niggas went to prison for tryna steal third
But still if I get the lead, I’m gone
Halfway to second, just tryna reach home

(Sing it out, sing it out
Better stay on your hustle
Cause you don’t wanna pull a muscle
When you’re playin’ the field)

Home, spirit that makes you
Touch home tune and I just [?] you [?] too
Home, it’s like a spiritual breakthrough
Home, the recognition, it takes two
And that’s us
I put my finger over your lips so your lips won’t talk
Before you even start to speak and say “hush”