Active in the dance scene since the early nineties, HP Vince started the fa… Read Full Bio ↴Active in the dance scene since the early nineties, HP Vince started the famous P.I.M.P. project on Touché records together with Jamez.

HP Vince is a versatile producer if it comes to styles. House and DiscoHouse and the styles around it are his biggest love.

His tracks were released throughout the years with companies/labels like Groove Alert, Red Label, Basic Beat, Blackhole, Bonzai, Mute, Zyx, Twisted etc. and co-operations with Laidback Luke, Jamez, Yves Deruyter, Airwave, JP Vis and others.

His own label since 2014 is Nite Tunes, a House Music label with releases in the “different” genres house-techhouse and deephouse and whatever subnames people and portals give to music which all started as “House Music”. 2017 is a new big year focussed on funky disco house and house music, on great labels like ChopShop, Solid State Disco, WhoreHouse, DiscoRevenge, Redisco and Springbok.

Take Me Home
h.p. vince Lyrics

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(One, two, three, four)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Three, four, one, two)

I don't wanna die but I will for the cause
Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be you off
I hate when you high but you hate feeling lost

I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?"

Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something's gotta give (forreal)
I don't want a rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did
You know these trips come with baggage, been all cross this atlas
But keep coming back to this place 'cause it trapped us
I preach what I practice, these streets all I've known
And it's no place like home
No place like home (yeah)

Ooh
Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high (sky high)
They say their two cents, I'm fine
I got no sense I fly like
Ooh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules (yeah)

I'm on PCH going South, blower on the seat
With the windows down, music loud, let 'em hear the beat
When it's quiet out I hear the sound of those who rest in peace
Tryna drown the violence out but let 'em say that they want beef
And we riding out, finding out where them niggas be
If they hanging out lay 'em out airing out the street
Then it's out the way, outta state, please don't tell on me
Don't need no more felonies, all these broken memories

I be solo dolo, never know who working with police
When I hit the set it's loaded, I don't know who envy me
I'm the only one who made it out, you remember me?
Is you a frenemy? You plan on killing me? No?

Ooh
Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high (sky high)
They say their two cents, I'm fine
I got no sense I fly like
Ooh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules

And I make mistakes sometimes, I
I try

I can't tell you who's an ally
I can't tell you who, who

Overall Meaning

In H.p. Vince's song "Take Me Higher," the lyrics explore the themes of loyalty, survival, and personal autonomy, all within the context of gang culture. The opening lines about "dying for the cause" and "swallowing pride" speak to the idea that certain actions and sacrifices must be made to maintain loyalty within a tight-knit community. This is further explored in the lines "Is you a frenemy? You plan on killing me?" which reflect the paranoia and suspicion that can exist between gang members.

At the same time, the chorus of "take me home like I clicked my shoes" and the repeated refrain "only abide by my rules" signal a desire for personal autonomy and control. The singer does not want to be a pawn in someone else's game, but rather wants to be free to make their own choices and live life on their own terms.

Another interesting aspect of the song is the contrast between the gritty, violent imagery of lines like "lay 'em out airing out the street" and the dreamy, almost wistful quality of the chorus melody. The contrast creates tension within the song that reflects the emotional complexity of the situation being depicted.

Line by Line Meaning

I don't wanna die but I will for the cause
I'm willing to give my life for what I believe in

Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be you off
I'm suppressing my pride just like you would take medication to cure an ailment

I hate when you high but you hate feeling lost
I dislike it when you are intoxicated but you dislike the feeling of being lost

I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?"
I don't like it when you ask me to have a talk with you

Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Tell me what I did wrong as I try to comfort you and dry your tears

Fighting for some years now, something's gotta give (forreal)
I've been struggling and fighting for years, and I need a breakthrough

I don't want a rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
I don't want a replacement, I just want to sleep peacefully

Don't wanna dream 'bout the shit I done did
I don't want to have nightmares about the things I did

You know these trips come with baggage, been all cross this atlas
You know travelling comes with emotional baggage, I've travelled extensively

But keep coming back to this place 'cause it trapped us
I keep returning to this place because it has a grip on us

I preach what I practice, these streets all I've known
I preach what I do, these streets are all I've been exposed to

And it's no place like home
There's no place like home

Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
Take me back home effortlessly like I wished on my shoes

I'm up, the price is sky high (sky high)
I'm awake and the cost of living is extremely high

They say their two cents, I'm fine
They give their opinions, but I'm okay with myself

I got no sense I fly like
I don't make sense, but I move forward like an ascending bird

Ooh ah, ooh ah
(vocalization)

Only abide by my rules (yeah)
I follow only my own rules

I'm on PCH going South, blower on the seat
I'm on Pacific Coast Highway heading south, with a marijuana pipe on the seat

With the windows down, music loud, let 'em hear the beat
With the windows rolled down and music blaring, let them hear the rhythm

When it's quiet out I hear the sound of those who rest in peace
In the silence, I hear the deceased people who are resting in peace

Tryna drown the violence out but let 'em say that they want beef
I'm trying to silence the violence, but if they want to provoke me, bring it on

And we riding out, finding out where them niggas be
And we're heading out to find out where the opponents are

If they hanging out lay 'em out airing out the street
If they are hanging out, take them down in public on the street

Then it's out the way, outta state, please don't tell on me
Then we're out of their way, past the border, but please don't tell on us

Don't need no more felonies, all these broken memories
I don't want any more convictions, all I have are painful memories

I be solo dolo, never know who working with police
I'm always alone, never know who's in cahoots with the law enforcement

When I hit the set it's loaded, I don't know who envy me
When I'm on the scene, I'm ready, but I don't know who is jealous of me

I'm the only one who made it out, you remember me?
I'm the only one who survived this far, do you recall me?

Is you a frenemy? You plan on killing me? No?
Are you a friend or an enemy? Are you plotting to kill me? No?

And I make mistakes sometimes, I
And I'm not perfect, I make mistakes sometimes

I try
But I still try

I can't tell you who's an ally
I can't identify who's on my side

I can't tell you who, who
I can't tell you, who

Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Britanny Foushee, Justin Marshall, Kenneth Charles Blume III, Michael Meagher, Paul Bender, Rory McDougall, Simon Marvin, Thomas Martin, Vincent Staples

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