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Kanye West( Kanye Omari West )
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My Way Home (f/Common)
Kanye West F Yeah I'm on my way home
They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is I stroll where souls get lost 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 Rubberband 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 their 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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
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