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 they can find is a lot of nothin'
home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they like nothing 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 out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn free back home

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

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

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

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

Back home, everybody's searching for
But all they can find is a lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and
'Cause feel 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 watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn free back home

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

Magical happens that'll put me in the biz
But the chances of it actually kinda slim
Back home, we get the good life at a
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 something to nourish my

I know we all lose quite a bit in life only to some
Life or the dark roads we came from
But I move with the so I'm used to the shade
And never lose bringing truth back to the game

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

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

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

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

home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of
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 watch out for your own
ain't a damn thing free back home

We're takin' you back y'all
Yeah, it's Sense, my God Mike
SLP yeah this is how we change
It's good music, this all for you baby,