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

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

home, they holler 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
Same block the yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched the guns on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I try my best to it together it's cold
Like the windy city streets of
I pace back and forth looking for the 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 winding roads we came
But I move with the so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight truth back to the game

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

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

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

On the concrete a of our everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy and
And by the time the ink dries on this
I'll be half a day from 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 like nothing can save 'em

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

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