En Traducidas.net encontrará la traducción al castellano de las letras de Mike Shinoda y muchos artistas y grupos más
Back home
Everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home
Ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em
And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free
Back home
[Common:]
Back home
they holler 'disciple' and 'blackstone'
Same block they freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched
The guns clap on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music
I'm attached to it
In many ways the city raised me
and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery
The streets seem hollow
when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow
Times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow
I borrow words from the
Bible
and use them for survival
gangs rival
Signs painted on walls like hieroglyphics
I tell 'em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt
shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael
tryin' not to stay idle
[Ryu:]
Back home it's not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so common
It don't
really bother us much we just swallow it
uh
Crack the bottle and smoke
hope tomorrow something
Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it actually happening's kinda slim
Back home
we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back home
[Tak:]
Back home
I try my best to keep it together it's cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth
looking for the courage to shine
But can't tap the source
need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit in life
Only to gain some
Life of the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night
so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight
bringing truth back to the game
[Mike:]
Back home
we've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something cause there's not 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 the hosptial
Back home there's people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change it
Back home is Alvarado
K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures shiver
living right inside the LA river
On the concrete
a symbol of our everyday way
Its that color and concentration over the heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay
De vuelta a casa
Todo el mundo está buscando algo "
Pero todo lo que puede encontrar es un montón de nada
De vuelta a casa
¿No hay nadie esperando y rezando
Porque sienten que nada puede salvar el 'em
Y tratan de resistir pero no puede luchar contra el hecho de que
La vida se vuelve negro cuando esas luces se apagan
Pero supongo que tengo que acaba de mirar hacia fuera para su propio
Porque no es una cosa maldita libre
De vuelta a casa
[Común:]
De vuelta a casa
que gritan 'discípulo' y 'Blackstone'
Mismo bloque que se base libre yo estamos atrapados en la
Cuando nuestras abuelas marcharon
La palmada en armas
Hay tiendas de licores, productos de belleza y canciones de rap
Viajo por el mundo sólo para volver a ella
La cuna tiene un montón de alma como la música negro
Yo estoy unido a él
En muchos sentidos, la ciudad me crió
y me dio
El drama, el honor y la valentía
Las calles parecen huecas
cuando voy a Chicago
Es vino barato y el dolor
Times es difícil de tragar
En busca del futuro de Dios
Yo prestadas las palabras de la
Biblia
y utilizarlos para la supervivencia
bandas rivales
Los signos pintados en las paredes como de alta
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Mike Shinoda
Back home
Back home
Back home
Everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home
Ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em
And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free
Back home
[Common:]
Back home
they holler 'disciple' and 'blackstone'
Same block they freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched
The guns clap on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music
I'm attached to it
In many ways the city raised me
and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery
The streets seem hollow
when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow
Times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow
I borrow words from the
Bible
and use them for survival
gangs rival
Signs painted on walls like hieroglyphics
I tell 'em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt
shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael
tryin' not to stay idle
[Ryu:]
Back home it's not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so common
It don't
really bother us much we just swallow it
uh
Crack the bottle and smoke
hope tomorrow something
Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it actually happening's kinda slim
Back home
we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back home
[Tak:]
Back home
I try my best to keep it together it's cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth
looking for the courage to shine
But can't tap the source
need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit in life
Only to gain some
Life of the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night
so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight
bringing truth back to the game
[Mike:]
Back home
we've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something cause there's not 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 the hosptial
Back home there's people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change it
Back home is Alvarado
K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures shiver
living right inside the LA river
On the concrete
a symbol of our everyday way
Its that color and concentration over the heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay
Mike Shinoda
De vuelta a casa
De vuelta a casa
De vuelta a casa
Todo el mundo está buscando algo "
Pero todo lo que puede encontrar es un montón de nada
De vuelta a casa
¿No hay nadie esperando y rezando
Porque sienten que nada puede salvar el 'em
Y tratan de resistir pero no puede luchar contra el hecho de que
La vida se vuelve negro cuando esas luces se apagan
Pero supongo que tengo que acaba de mirar hacia fuera para su propio
Porque no es una cosa maldita libre
De vuelta a casa
[Común:]
De vuelta a casa
que gritan 'discípulo' y 'Blackstone'
Mismo bloque que se base libre yo estamos atrapados en la
Cuando nuestras abuelas marcharon
La palmada en armas
Hay tiendas de licores, productos de belleza y canciones de rap
Viajo por el mundo sólo para volver a ella
La cuna tiene un montón de alma como la música negro
Yo estoy unido a él
En muchos sentidos, la ciudad me crió
y me dio
El drama, el honor y la valentía
Las calles parecen huecas
cuando voy a Chicago
Es vino barato y el dolor
Times es difícil de tragar
En busca del futuro de Dios
Yo prestadas las palabras de la
Biblia
y utilizarlos para la supervivencia
bandas rivales
Los signos pintados en las paredes como de alta
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
