Lyrics:

I was born and raised in the ghettoTalk with me and you''ll knowI wasn''t satisfied, with living on the sideI started looking around, for a possibilityListen to my story, of what became of meI met a businessmanWho said he had some friends back eastSo why don''t you come alongWell we can help you at leastWe''ll make you into a big starBy playing your guitarBut the joke was on meThey left me flat to seeGoing back westYes I know I''ll make out alrightGoing back westWhere my music''s playing all nightGoing back west (going back west)I think I''ll do alrightGoing back westYes I know I''ll make out alrightGoing back westWhere my music''s playing all nightGoing back west (going back west)I think I''ll do alrightStruggling for recognition, identity and respectI got a lot of promisesThey told me not to fretSo we will stand by youIf the going gets roughBut when I started thinkingThey didn''t even bluff''bout a year has come and goneAnd left me standing hereThinking how it could have beenFor still I ain''t nowhereThey surely took me for a rideTrampled on my prideBut I hold my head up highGot no more tears to cryGoing back westYes I know I''ll make out alrightGoing back westWhere my music''s playing all nightGoing back west (going back west)I think I''ll do alrightGoing back westYes I know I''ll make out alrightGoing back westWhere my music''s playing all nightGoing back west (going back west)I think I''ll do alrightGoing back westYes I know I''ll make out alrightGoing back westWhere my music''s playing all night