🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Back Home - Fort Minor

 back home
 everybody's searching  somethin'
 but all they can find is a whole lot  nothin'
 back home
 ain't nobody hoping and 
 'cause they feel like nothing can save 
 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
 'cause ain't a damn  free
 back home
 
 (common:)
 back home
 they  "disciple" and "blackstone"
 same block  freebase yo we trapped on
 where our grandmothers 
 the guns clap 
  liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
 i  the world just to come back to it
 the crib got a lot of soul  black music
  attached to it
 in many ways  city raised me
 and  me
 the drama, honor, and 
  streets seem hollow
 when  go to chicago
 it's cheap  and sorrow
  is hard to swallow
 in search  god's tomorrow
  borrow words from the
 bible
 and use them for 
 gangs rival
 signs painted on walls  hieroglyphics
 i tell 'em that  is all tribal
 used to  dirt
 shorty's goin'  the same cycle
 and trials  michael
  not to stay idle
 
 (ryu:)
 back home  not compton but close
 the  problems exist and the pain throbbin'
 and folks are so 
 it don't
 really  us much we just swallow it
 uh
 crack the bottle and 
 hope tomorrow 
 magical happens  put me back in the biz
 but the chances of it actually  kinda slim
 back home
 we get the good life  a glimpse
 in the  of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
  back home
 
 (tak:)
 back home
 i try my best to  it together it's cold
 like the windy city  of december
  pace back and forth
 looking for the courage  shine
 but can't  the source
 need something to nourish  mind
 i know we  lose quite a bit in life
 only to  some
 life of the dark winding roads we  from
 but i move with the 
 so  used to the shade
 and never  sight
 bringing truth back to  game
 
 (mike:)
 back home
 we've got  lot of shit on our minds
 we're  behind on something cause there's not enough time
 and  non-stop
 bottom line
  what we gotta do to get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hosptial
 back home there's people  us hopeless
 people trying to tell us all we need is some 
 but focus
 focus is 
 cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change 
 back  is alvarado
 k-town  j-town
 or little tokyo  those that don't know
  figures shiver
 living  inside the la river
 on  concrete
 a symbol  our everyday way
  that color and concentration over the heavy and grey
 and by the time the ink dries on  page
 i'll be half a day away from the  where i stay