Where I'm From

Lyrics

Hey, comin' from where I'm from, I'm from
 Oh yeah, oh yeah
 Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over the car Limos
 While they mom was at home, tears hittin' the pillow
 Where women in the middle in a seminal funereal
 Shed a tear 'cause he lost his son the same way a year ago
 It's the same ego spiritual, we thuggin' in harmony
 They say, "Death brings life, there exchange no robbery"
 If I'm wrong pardon me, I'm just tired of poverty
 Why them niggaz in the hood never hit the lottery
 Unless they go lottery, first round in the draft
 First we dustin' off the rounds and we slip in the mag'
 Then we slip on the masks and go out and mash
 And we call it feeding our family, y'all call it a tragedy, damn
 How I could just kill a man?
 Watch his blood flow like a river then rinse his blood off of my hand
 If you hearing me speak please Lord give me a chance
 Please forgive me of my sins 'cause we cleansed where I'm from
 Me and my niggaz ride
 Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
 Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
 But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it
 Instead of struggling or strive
 Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
 This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
 We all walk back in line
 Now everybody know that everybody said, "Nobody can hide from beef
 Except but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streets"
 Look how these animals eat that's how they talk 'bout us
 While they shed they joke and laugh puttin' a choke round us
 Can I get a moment of silence?
 'Cause they claimin' it's the murderers that's causin' all the violence
 What 'bout the ones that protect to serve our honor
 Poppin' the blue colla' with shots soon to follow
 The ghettos in horror 'cause in this boy shot went back
 And now the neighborhood hot and he can't move the crack
 When it's all about the dollars
 And he'll individually get murdered 'cause money is power
 But then these snitch's get to talking and it's colder than ours
 Cuffed and crimed on the bus heading straight to the Island
 He was only 13 but tried us in the dope and as high as the coast
 Because ain't no more children in the ghetto where I'm from
 Me and my niggaz ride
 Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
 Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
 But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it
 Instead of struggling or strive
 Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
 This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
 We all walk back in line
 We ain't all killers in prison
 Matter fact that's a stereo typical thought of livin'
 'Cause they don't know about the hood and them love in it
 Summer time top down with the wood finish
 Pushin' hard, uptown windows slightly tinted
 Back to back Benz and jeeps, blowin' weed with my niggaz
 On our way to a house party, gonna fuck with some bitchs
 Let's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chicken
 And if we get 'em drunk enough
 We probably could freak 'em and do it every other weekend
 If I don't have to kill niggaz, I never would leave the ghetto
 I'm like an angel that put on a halo
 Cradle the grave of my niggaz that we lost in the ghetto
 'Cause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and Nike's
 Roll 3 dice and name our dope ice cream
 Set trends and y'all follow our lead
 But in New Yitti niggaz follow they dreams, where I'm from
 Me and my niggaz ride
 Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
 Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
 But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it
 Instead of struggling or strive
 Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
 This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
 We all walk back in line
 Now I lay me down and sleep
 And I pray for the Lord, my soul to keep
 If I should die before I wake
 Pray to the Lord, my soul to take, yeah
 Pray for the Lord, my soul to take, oh, oh yeah
 Me and my niggaz ride
 Even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
 Never run in or hide 'cause some niggaz hate it
 But I can't get faded 'cause I done made it
 Instead of struggling or strive
 Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
 This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
 We all walk back in line
 

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Duration
05:10
Key
2
Tempo
81 BPM

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