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, everybody's for somethin'
But all they can is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like can save 'em

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

Back home, holler 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
Same block the yo we trapped 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 soul like black music I'm 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 wine and sorrow times is hard to
In search of God's tomorrow I borrow from the
Bible and use for survival gangs rival

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

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

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

Back home, it's not Compton but
The same exist and the pain throbbin'
And are so common
It don't really bother us much we just it
Crack the bottle and smoke tomorrow something

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

I try my best to 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 need something to my mind

I know we all quite a bit in life only to gain some
Life or the winding roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm 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 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 out of the hospital

Back home, 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 change it

home is Alvarado K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for that don't know
Where shiver living right in the littler
Where write bigger right inside 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 away the place where I stay

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

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

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