Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

Yeah, y'all everybody's take you out to the tiff, to the
do it Mike, yeah

Back home, everybody's for somethin'
But all they can find is a lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't hoping and praying
'Cause they feel 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 a damn thing free back home

Back home, they holler 'Disciple' and
Same the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our marched the guns clap on
liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs

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

The streets hollow when I go to Chicago
It's wine and sorrow times is hard to swallow
In search of God's I borrow words from the
Bible and use them for survival rival

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know we all lose quite a bit in only to gain some
Life or the dark roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm to the shade
And lose sight bringing truth back to the game

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

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

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

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

Back home, everybody's searching for
But all can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody and praying
'Cause they like nothing can save 'em

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

We're you back home y'all
Yeah, it's Common Sense, my God
SLP yeah this is how we change
good music, this all for you baby, yeah