Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

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

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

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

Back home, they 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
Same block the yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers the guns clap on
liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs

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

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

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

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

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

home, it's not Compton but close
The same exist and the pain throbbin'
And are so common
It don't really bother us much we swallow it
Crack the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow

Magical happens put me back in the biz
But the chances of it happening's kinda slim
Back home, we get the good life at a
In the form of a rap star, dealers, and pimps
I'm home

I try my best to keep it together cold
Like the windy streets of December
I pace and forth looking for the courage to shine
But can't lap the source need something to nourish my

I know we all lose quite a bit in life to gain some
Life or the dark roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm used to the
And never lose sight bringing truth to the game

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

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

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

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

Back home, everybody's searching for
But all can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and
'Cause they feel like can save 'em

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

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