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 back home
  searching for somethin'
 but all  can find is a whole lot of nothin'
 back home
 ain't nobody hoping  praying
 'cause they feel like nothing can  'em
 and they try to  out but they can't fight the fact that
 life goes black when those lights go 
 but i guess you gotta  watch out for your own
  ain't a damn thing free
 back home
 
 (common:)
 back home
 they  "disciple" and "blackstone"
 same block they freebase yo we trapped 
 where our  marched
 the  clap on
 there's liquor stores, beauty supplies,  rap songs
 i  the world just to come back to it
 the crib got  lot of soul like black music
 i'm attached to 
 in many  the city raised me
 and gave me
 the  honor, and bravery
 the  seem hollow
 when i go  chicago
  cheap wine and sorrow
 times is hard to 
 in search of god's 
 i borrow words  the
 bible
 and use them for 
 gangs rival
  painted on walls like hieroglyphics
 i tell  that this is all tribal
  to do dirt
 shorty's goin' through the same 
 and trials  michael
  not to stay idle
 
 (ryu:)
 back home it's not compton  close
 the same problems exist  the pain throbbin'
 and  are so common
 it don't
 really bother us much we just  it
 uh
 crack the bottle and 
 hope tomorrow something
  happens that'll 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 form of a rap star, drug dealers,  pimps
 i'm back home
 
 (tak:)
 back home
 i try my best to keep it together it's 
  the windy city streets of december
  pace back and forth
 looking for the  to shine
 but  tap the source
 need something  nourish my mind
 i know we all lose quite a bit  life
  to gain some
 life of the dark winding  we came from
 but i move  the night
  i'm used to the shade
  never lose sight
 bringing truth  to the game
 
 (mike:)
 back home
 we've got a lot  shit on our minds
 we're always behind on something cause there's  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
 back home there's people calling  hopeless
  trying to tell us all we need is some focus
 but focus
 focus is overrated
 cause you see  blemish and mistake and can't change it
 back home  alvarado
 k-town and j-town
 or little tokyo for  that don't know
 where figures shiver
 living right inside the  river
 on the concrete
  symbol of our everyday way
 its that color  concentration over the heavy and grey
 and by the time the ink dries on  page
  be half a day away from the place where i stay