Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Common
Vocals
Gil Scott-Heron
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Songwriter
Lonnie Lynn
Songwriter
Gil Scott-Heron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Producer
Taylor Dow
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah (I'm on my way home)
[Verse 2]
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 hits 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
[Verse 3]
Might not be such a bad idea if I never
Never went home again
[Verse 4]
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
Written by: Gil Scott-Heron, Kanye West, Lonnie Lynn