[Chorus: Kenny Sway & Jim Jones]
We all live and die, we fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets, we wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make it home (Gotta make it home)
Tryna make it home tonight (Gotta get back home)
Gotta make it home, gotta make it home tonight

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Jones
I be thinking' bout 'Pac, if he could see this shit (I miss you, 'Pac)
He'd probably say we lack a little leadership (You right)
Who gon' be the captain, who gon' lead the ship? (Let me think)
Who gon' make sure that we're packin' all them heater clips? (A couple people)
Who about that action 'cause we need to flip (You know me)
It's a real motion picture, we don't need a script (Facts)
Rosa Parks took a stand just so we could sit
You niggas standin' on couches probably wouldn't let a diva sit (Stupid niggas)
Kept the .40 close like be legit (Stand your ground)
Now it's champagne toasts 'cause we legit (Mazel tov)
You know it's black power, nigga we the shit (I love my people)
If I'm not being detained, then I'ma plead the fifth
I'ma make it home, officer, read my lips (That's a fact)
It ain't nothin' for a G to flip (You hear me?)
It ain't nothin' for me to flip

[Chorus: Kenny Sway & Jim Jones]
We all live and die, we fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets, we wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make it home, tryna make it home tonight
Gotta make it home (Gotta make it home)
Gotta make it home tonight (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Gotta make it back home
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