Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

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

Back home, searching for somethin'
But all they can is a whole 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 the fact that
goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just out for your own
ain't a damn thing free back home

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

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

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

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

Back home, searching for somethin'
But all they can 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 they can't the fact that
Life goes when those 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 bother us much we just swallow it
Crack the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow

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

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

I know we all quite a bit in life 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

home, we've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something 'cause there's not time
And we're non-stop bottom line 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 need is focus
But focus, is overrated
'Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't it

Back home is Alvarado and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that know
Where figures shiver right in the littler
Where kids write right inside the L.A. river

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

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 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 thing back home

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