Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

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

Back home, searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of
home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like can save 'em

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

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

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

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

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

home, everybody's searching for somethin'
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
Life black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta watch out for your own
'Cause a damn thing free back home

Back home, it's not Compton but
The same problems and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so
It really bother us much we just swallow it
the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow something

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

I try my best to it together it's cold
Like the windy city of December
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to
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 winding we came from
But I move with the night so I'm used to the
And never lose sight truth back 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 we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and out of the hospital

Back home, people calling us hopeless
People to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus, focus is
'Cause you see every blemish and and can't change it

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

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

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

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact
Life goes black those lights go out
But I you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause a damn thing free 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, this all for you baby,