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

And try to hold out but they can't 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 free back home

Back home, they holler and 'Blackstone'
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 come to it
The crib got a lot of soul like music I'm attached to it
In many ways this city raised me and me
The drama, honor, and

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

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

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 can save 'em

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

Back home, it's not but close
The problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And are so common
It don't really bother us we just swallow it
the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow something

Magical that'll 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, dealers, and pimps
I'm back

I try my best to keep it together it's
the windy city streets of December
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to
But can't lap the need something to nourish my mind

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

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

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

home 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 inside the L.A. river

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

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

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact
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

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