Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

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

Back home, everybody's searching for
But all can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, nobody hoping and praying
they feel 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 guess you gotta just watch out for own
'Cause ain't a thing free back home

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I try my to keep it together it's cold
the windy city streets of December
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 life only to gain
or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm to the shade
And never lose sight bringing truth back to the

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

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

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

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 page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I

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

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

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