🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Back Home - Fort Minor

 back home
 everybody's searching  somethin'
 but all they can find is a whole lot of 
 back home
  nobody hoping and praying
 'cause  feel like nothing can save 'em
 and  try to hold out but they 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 thing 
 back home
 
 (common:)
 back home
 they holler "disciple"  "blackstone"
 same block they freebase yo we trapped 
 where our grandmothers 
 the guns  on
 there's  stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
 i travel the world  to come back to it
 the crib got a lot of soul  black music
  attached to it
 in many ways the  raised me
  gave me
 the drama, honor, and 
 the streets  hollow
 when i  to chicago
 it's cheap wine and 
 times is  to swallow
 in search of god's 
 i borrow  from the
 bible
 and use  for survival
 gangs rival
 signs  on walls like hieroglyphics
 i  'em that this is all tribal
 used to do 
 shorty's goin'  the same cycle
 and  like michael
 tryin'  to stay idle
 
 (ryu:)
 back home it's not  but close
 the same problems exist and the  throbbin'
 and folks are  common
 it don't
 really  us much we just swallow it
 uh
 crack  bottle and smoke
 hope  something
 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
  back home
 
 (tak:)
 back home
 i  my best to keep it together it's cold
 like the windy city  of december
 i pace back  forth
  for the courage to shine
 but can't  the source
 need  to nourish my mind
 i know  all lose quite a bit in life
 only to  some
 life of  dark winding roads we came from
 but i  with the night
 so i'm used  the shade
  never lose sight
 bringing truth back to the 
 
 (mike:)
 back home
 we've got  lot of shit on our minds
 we're always behind  something cause there's not enough time
  we're non-stop
 bottom line
 doing what we gotta do to get some food in  fridge and stay out of the hosptial
 back home  people calling us hopeless
 people trying to  us all we need is some focus
 but focus
 focus  overrated
 cause you see every  and mistake and can't change it
 back home is 
 k-town  j-town
 or little  for those that don't know
  figures shiver
 living  inside the la river
  the concrete
 a symbol of our everyday 
 its that color and concentration over the heavy  grey
 and by the time the ink dries  this page
 i'll be half a day away from the place where i