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Illy

Alasdair David George Murray (born 6 September 1986), better known by his stage name Illy, is an Australian hip hop recording artist from Frankston in Melbourne, Australia. Before his solo career, Illy was a member of Crooked Eye, but opted to leave the group. He released his first solo album in 2009, entitled Long Story Short, and has since worked with artists such as drapht, Hilltop Hoods, and Owl Eyes. more »

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I'm coming home
Yeah
All right, so I told her like

Goodbye, won't be seeing me around no more
Made that call, bounced out the door, peace out
Look, I'm hitting the road, she's hitting the floor
Feeling faint, too late, she triggered her own fall
No finger pointing here just writing on the wall
I'm a man, keep my business above board, but I ain't getting fucked for her
Waiting for beraters to come forward
Cross that bridge when they arrive, take it all in my stride
Like what's a fuckin' a stick to a drug lord?
Laughing how her friends tryna make this a bloodsport
Now that the love's gone, this chick could make it hail golf balls in a dust storm
Umbrella's up, no trust talk
Never unsure what I'm after
So I don't need your two cents bitch, who asked ya?
Ain't with it, witness me move past ya
I gave my heart, now I'm heading for new pastures, peace
 
And I walked in here
With my heart and the shirt on my back, little else
It's all love and it always will be
From me, so I give you my thanks if it helps
Uh, but this house ain't mine
No more so I pack my bags and let 'em know
I'm on my way
I'm on my way (yeah, yeah)

No outside forces at play
No others in the frame, but you saw that we fought anyway
Stayed loyal, but my time spent bought no praise
It's a broke heart to leave, fortune to stay
So I'm out before the ring, look, I ain't touch no vows 
With you, in truth your word's coulda hurt once, but now 
I'm in the world for a girl that loves me
How we start so perfect then all turn ugly (how'd we do that?)
Bow out, keep whatever cash I left
'Bout to zen just to catch my breath
Feel like after being swept in a hurricane I've actually stepped
On my first patch of solid ground in years
A ""sob"" without the tears is son of a bitch, juggling careers
No time to f*ck around, no one nights here, getting busy 
I'm over her, and all that came with me's
Coming with me so missy don't miss me, get me, peace

And I walked in here
With my heart and the shirt on my back, little else
It's all love and it always will be
From me, so I give you my thanks if it helps
Uh, but this house ain't mine
No more so I pack my bags and let 'em know
I'm on my way
I'm on my way (yeah)

I guess that we grew together then we grew apart (yeah)
Been treading water in a pool of sharks, sharp mind, fool at heart
Thinking I can change you, old habits die hard
And mine too, I write rap not valentine's cards (f*ck that)
Sorry that couldn't stamp that out of me instead
You broadened my vision, brought the Gus Van Sant out of me
Comfortable to expand, branch out these comfort zones
On my own no crutches on hand, stand proudly by myself
Wishing you the best though
Tough love hurts, makes it difficult to let go
Sad to see all that I invest go to waste but I guess those
The breaks, had to get the weight off my chest
We know my work ethic's always standing in the way
So I can't feel bad, shit happens at this pace
And in a few months a new album for your mates
Only few months wait, only few months late
Peace

And I walked in here
With my heart and the shirt on my back, little else
It's all love and it always will be
From me, so I give you my thanks if it helps
Uh, but this house ain't mine
No more so I pack my bags and let 'em know
I'm on my way
I'm on my way home
And I walked in here (yeah)
With my heart and the shirt on my back, little else (so I'm out)
It's all love and it always will be (take care of yourself baby)
From me, so I give you my thanks if it helps (take back your key)
Uh, but this house ain't mine (take back all your stuff, I'll take mine)
No more so I pack my bags and let 'em know (and I'm hittin' the fuckin' road)
I'm on my way (way)
I'm on my way
Way home

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