My Way Home Lyrics - Kanye West

1 '''Common and Gil Scott-Heron:'''

2 Yeah

3 (I'm on way home)

4 '''Common:'''

5 They say home is where the hate is, my dome is where fate is

6 I stroll where souls get lost like Vegas

7 Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses

8 Pray to God that my arms reach the masses

9 The young smoke grass in grassless jungles

10 Rubber band together in cashless bundles

11 We wear strugglin' chains, divided only hustle remains

12 Makin' sense of it, we hustle for change

13 Revolution ain't a game it's another name for life fightin'

14 Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson

15 Hypes fightin' for hits to heighten they hell

16 Don't he know he could only get as high as he fell?

17 Show money becomes bail, relationships become jail

18 Children are unheld, I wish love was for sale

19 Behold the pale horse got me trapped like R. Kell, I bail and it

20 '''Gil Scott-Heron:'''

21 Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

22 I'm on my way home

23 I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone

24 Home is where the hatred is

25 Home is filled with pain and it

26 Might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again