🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Back Home - Fort Minor

 back home
 everybody's searching for 
 but all they can find is a whole  of nothin'
 back home
  nobody hoping and praying
 'cause they feel like  can save 'em
 and they  to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
 life goes black  those lights go out
  i guess you gotta just watch out for your own
  ain't a damn thing free
 back home
 
 (common:)
 back home
 they holler "disciple" and 
 same block they freebase  we trapped on
  our grandmothers marched
  guns clap on
 there's liquor stores,  supplies, and rap songs
 i  the world just to come back to it
 the crib got a lot of  like black music
  attached to it
 in many ways the city  me
  gave me
 the  honor, and bravery
  streets seem hollow
 when  go to chicago
 it's cheap wine and 
 times is  to swallow
  search of god's tomorrow
  borrow words from the
 bible
  use them for survival
 gangs rival
  painted on walls like hieroglyphics
 i tell 'em that this is all 
  to do dirt
 shorty's  through the same cycle
  trials like michael
 tryin' not  stay idle
 
 (ryu:)
 back home it's  compton but close
 the same problems exist and the  throbbin'
 and folks are  common
 it don't
 really bother us much we just  it
 uh
 crack the  and smoke
 hope tomorrow 
 magical happens that'll put me back in the 
 but  chances of it actually happening's kinda slim
 back home
 we get the good life at a 
  the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
 i'm back 
 
 (tak:)
 back home
 i try  best to keep it together it's cold
 like the  city streets of december
 i pace back  forth
 looking for the courage  shine
 but can't  the source
 need something to  my mind
 i know we all lose quite  bit in life
 only to  some
 life of the  winding roads we came from
  i move with the night
  i'm used to the shade
  never lose sight
 bringing  back to the game
 
 (mike:)
 back home
 we've got a lot of  on our minds
 we're  behind on something cause there's not enough time
 and we're 
 bottom line
 doing what we gotta do to  some food in the fridge and stay out of the hosptial
 back home there's  calling us hopeless
 people trying  tell us all we need is some focus
 but focus
 focus is 
 cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change 
 back home  alvarado
  and j-town
 or little tokyo for those  don't know
 where figures 
 living right  the la river
  the concrete
 a symbol of our everyday 
 its that color and  over the heavy and grey
 and by  time the ink dries on this page
 i'll be half a day away from the place where  stay