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, searching for somethin'
But all can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like can save 'em

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

Back home, holler 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
block the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched the guns on
liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I try my best to keep it it's cold
Like the windy city of December
I pace back and forth for the courage to shine
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 the night so I'm used to the shade
And never lose bringing truth back to the game

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

Back home, there's people calling us
People trying to tell us all we is some focus
But focus, focus is
'Cause you see every blemish and mistake and change it

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

On the concrete a of our everyday way
It's color and concentration over heavy and gray
And by the time the ink on this page
I'll be a day away from the place where I stay

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

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

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