Kanye West, Common - My Way Home lyrics

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
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
Hypes fightin' for hit's 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 unheld
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