Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

Gotta my way back home, I've been away too long
Gotta find my way home, I'm moving...

[Verse 1: Rocky]
War Lords, we all Lords, but we Lords
Tryna find home, next is the Waldorf
Past the and fake-ism
Type of hate that make you feel worse than a victim, raw dogs
You other mad soft, mad I rap my ass off
They throwin' off, 'til I go bath salt
On wax, heat to melt the wax off
I'm Mr Miyagi and Miyake
Asshole flow, name brands, past logos
Now I'm onto grand raps, so low, uh
It's like my fashion style is the life
Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ her
that her new ass shots is a life changer
Head so good on girl that I might pay her, or nah
Super back cat, opposite of fat black, Al Capone
Tell them niggas Flacko home

Gotta my way back home
I've been way too
Gotta find my way home
I've way too long
find my way back home
I've been way too
Gotta my way back home
I've way too long

[Verse 2: A$AP
Father, Lord forgive me as I up the semi
Roll the city, that chose to resent me
Hold it, don't it, reload it
On plenty, any foe or a
That ever against me, dissed me
Pissed me off then tried to hold it me
Or wish we off the worst of luck that ever
Never hesitated, the designated all of the wrong that did me
You stored in my memory all of the doors that I of
Means from my enemies
Sippin' holy water like it's bore my kidneys
Load the smoke like a chimney, a toast for the memories
Make a toast for the henny, it's the for the remedies
Energy, synergy, frienemies,
Finna get on him and his nemesis
Bitches sniffing
If I, if I the greatest, bitch I'm one of em
How in the fuck could you on em
My old ho beefing, my ex be friends
told me not to eat ham, rest in peace Yams

[Break: A$AP
in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini
We gon' take it uptown one
We gon' take em home, show em how me do
They call me Pretty ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to introduce Flacko Senior
Bey

[Verse 3: Bey]
Magnum spectacular, black man
Shine amethyst, fly champion, it's like again
What's Mathematics master blin'
Flacko season, all day,
Ask me how going, I tell em on and on and on and on and
You led me out to
Steady flowing, golden
Sand cover, ready
Flacko glowing in Owens, that's how it's going
Awareness to the areas, familiar with the
Travellin' man, moving through places, space and
In a country called

A$AP Yams]
Nah'mean, these tacky ass muh'fuckers be in the pictures. Wearing all types of mother fuckin' red and green stripes, over accessorizing out this mother fucker. We from Harlem, we gave y'all mother fucker this wave. Grab y'all surfboards, cause y'all got your boogy boards right now, fucker. Ya'll just gon' keep watching us at the beach show with your mother fuckin' khakis rolled up. With your chancletas in hand and we just gon' keep surfing on this mother fucker. Straight up. It's ya' boy, A$AP Yams, Yamborghini. Yo Rock man, let these mother fuckers know what it is out this mother fucker. A$AP, bitch!