Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

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

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

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

Back home, they '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 just to back 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 seem hollow when I go to
It's cheap and sorrow times is hard to swallow
In search of tomorrow I borrow words from the
Bible and use for survival gangs rival

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

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

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

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

Magical happens put me back in the biz
But the chances of it 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 it together it's cold
Like the city streets 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 to gain some
Life or the dark winding we came from
But I with the night so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight bringing truth to the game

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

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

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

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

Back home, everybody's for somethin'
But all they can find is a lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't hoping and praying
they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but can't fight the fact that
Life goes black 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, Common Sense, my God Mike
SLP this is how we won't change
good music, this all for you baby, yeah