Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

Yeah, y'all everybody's you out to the tiff, to the crib
Let's do it Mike,

home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of
Back home, nobody hoping and praying
'Cause feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back

Back home, they holler 'Disciple' and
Same block the freebase yo we on
Where our grandmothers the guns clap on
There's liquor stores, supplies, and rap songs

I travel the world just to back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like music I'm attached to it
In ways this city raised me and gave me
The drama, honor, and

The streets seem hollow when I go to
cheap wine and sorrow times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow I words from the
Bible and use them for survival gangs

Signs painted on like hiero, glyphics
I tell 'em that is all tribal
Used to do Shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael tryin' not to stay

Back home, searching for somethin'
But all can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can 'em

And they try to hold out but they fight the fact that
goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta watch out for your own
'Cause a damn thing free back home

Back home, it's not but close
The same problems exist and the pain
And folks are so
It don't really bother us much we swallow it
Crack the bottle and smoke tomorrow something

Magical happens that'll put me in the biz
But the chances of it actually kinda slim
Back home, we get the good at a glimpse
In the of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back

I try my to keep it together it's cold
Like the windy city streets of
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to
But can't lap the source need to nourish my mind

I know we all lose a bit in life only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we from
But I move with the night so I'm to the shade
And never lose sight bringing truth back to the

Back home, we've got a lot of on our minds
We're always behind on something 'cause there's not enough
And we're bottom line doing what we gotta do
To get some in the fridge and stay out of the hospital

Back home, there's people us hopeless
trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus, focus is
'Cause you see blemish and mistake and can't change it

Back home is Alvarado and J-Town
Or Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures living right in the littler
Where write bigger right inside the L.A. river

On the concrete a symbol of our way
It's that color and over heavy and gray
And by the time the ink dries on this
I'll be half a day away the place where I stay

Back home, everybody's searching for
But all they can find is a lot of nothin'
Back home, nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can 'em

And try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black those lights go out
But I you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free home

We're takin' you back y'all
Yeah, it's Common Sense, my God
SLP this is how we won't change
It's good music, this all for you baby,