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