Kanye West

My Way Home Songtext / Lyric


Kanye West - My Way Home Songtext


Yeah

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

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