My way home

My way home (feat. Common) *samples are from "Home is Where the Hatred Is" by Gil Scott-Heron [Common] Yeah {* "I'm on my way home" - sample repeats throughout} They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is I stroll where souls get lose like Vegas Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses Pray to God that my arms reach the masses The young smoke grass in grassless jungles Rubber band together in cashless bundles We wear strugglin chains, divided only hustle remains Makin sense of it we hustle for change Revolution ain't a game it's another name, for life fightin Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson Heights fightin for hits to heighten they hell Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail Children are unhailed I wish love was for sale, "Behold the Pale - Horse" got me trapped like R. Kel', I bail and it {* "Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again"} {* "I'm on my way home"} {"I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone"} {* "Home is where the hatred is; home is filled with pain and it"} {* "Might not be such a bad idea if I never... never went home again"}