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 back home
 everybody's searching  somethin'
 but all  can find is a whole lot of nothin'
 back home
 ain't  hoping and praying
 'cause they feel like nothing  save 'em
 and they try to hold out but  can't fight the fact that
 life goes  when those lights go out
 but i guess you gotta just  out for your own
 'cause ain't  damn thing free
 back home
 
 (common:)
 back home
 they holler "disciple"  "blackstone"
  block they freebase yo we trapped on
 where our  marched
 the  clap on
 there's  stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
 i travel the world just to  back to it
 the crib got  lot of soul like black music
  attached to it
 in many ways the city raised 
 and gave me
 the drama, honor,  bravery
  streets seem hollow
  i go to chicago
  cheap wine and sorrow
 times is hard  swallow
 in search of  tomorrow
 i borrow words from 
 bible
 and use them for 
 gangs rival
 signs painted on walls  hieroglyphics
 i tell 'em  this is all tribal
 used to do 
 shorty's goin' through  same cycle
  trials like michael
 tryin' not to  idle
 
 (ryu:)
  home it's not compton but close
 the same  exist and the pain throbbin'
  folks are so common
 it don't
 really bother  much we just swallow it
 uh
  the bottle and smoke
 hope tomorrow something
 magical happens that'll put me back  the biz
 but the chances of it  happening's kinda slim
 back home
 we get the good life  a glimpse
 in the form of a rap  drug dealers, and pimps
 i'm back home
 
 (tak:)
 back home
 i try my best to keep  together it's cold
 like the windy city streets of 
 i pace back and 
 looking for the courage to 
 but can't tap  source
 need something to  my mind
 i know we  lose quite a bit in life
 only  gain some
 life of  dark winding roads we came from
 but i move  the night
 so i'm used  the shade
  never lose sight
 bringing truth  to the game
 
 (mike:)
 back home
 we've got a lot of shit on  minds
 we're always behind on  cause there's not enough time
 and we're non-stop
 bottom line
 doing  we gotta do to get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hosptial
  home there's people calling us hopeless
  trying to tell us all we need is some focus
 but focus
 focus is overrated
 cause you see every  and mistake and can't change it
 back  is alvarado
 k-town and j-town
 or little tokyo for those that  know
 where figures shiver
 living right inside the  river
 on the concrete
 a symbol of our everyday 
 its that  and concentration over the heavy and grey
  by the time the ink dries on this page
 i'll be half a day away from the place  i stay