Ja Rule - Where I'm From Lyrics
[Lloyd]Mmmm hey, comin from Where I'm From (I'm from) ohhh yea[Ja Rule]Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over the car limosWhile they mom was at home, tears hittin the pillowWhere we're in the middle in a serminal funerealShed a tear cause he lost his son the same way a year agoIt's the same egospiritual, we thuggin in harmonyThey say death brings life, there exchange no robberyIf I'm wrong then pardon me, me I'm just tired of povertyWhy them niggaz in the hood never hit the lotteryUnless they go lottery, first round in the draftFirst we dustin off them rounds and we slip in the mag'Then we slip on the masks, and go out and mashAnd we call it feeding our familyYa'll call it a tragedy, DamnHow I could just kill a manWatch His blood flow like a river and rinse his blood off of my handIf you hearing me speak please Lord give me a chancePlease forgive me of my sins, cause we cleansed where I'm from[Chorus] - [Lloyd]Me and my niggaz rideEven when the sun don't shine and its cold outsideI never run in or hide, cause some niggaz hate itBut I can't be faded cause I done made itInstead of struggling or strivin'To find my way out these ghetto streets of mineThis is coming from Where I'm From (I'm from)We all walk back in line (yeah)[Ja Rule]Now everybody know that everybody said nobody can hide from beefExcept but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streetsLook how these animals eat that's how they talk bout usWhile they shed they joke and laugh puttin a choke round usCan I get a moment of SILENCECause they claimin it's the murderers that's causin all the violenceWhat bout the ones that protect to serve our honorPoppin the blue colla', with shots soon to followThe ghettos in horror, cause in this boy shot went backAnd now the neighborhood hot and he can't move the crackWhen it's all about the dollarsAnd he'll eventually get murdered cause money is powerBut then these snitch's get to talking he's caught within hoursCuffed and cryin' on the bus heading straight to the IslandHe was only 13, but tried as an adult in the highest of courtsBecause ain't no more children in the ghetto where I'm from[Chorus][Ja Rule]We ain't all killers in prisonMatter fact that's a stereo typical thought of livinCause they don't know about the hood and the love in itSummer time top down with the wood finishPushin hard uptown windows slightly tintedBack to back Benz and jeeps, blowin weed with my niggazOn our way to a house party, gonna ***** with some *****sLet's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chickenAnd if we get 'em drunk enough we probably could freak em, and do it everyother weekendIf I ain't have to kill niggaz, I never would leave the ghettoI'm like an angel that put on a halo, cradle the graves of my niggaz that welost in the ghettoCause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and nike'sThrow 3 dice and name our dope ice creamSet trends and ya'll follow our leadBut in New Yitti niggaz follow they dreams, where I'm from[Chorus]Now I lay me down and sleepAnd I pray to the Lord, for my soul to keepIf I should die before I wakePray to the Lord, for my soul to take (Pray to the Lord, for my soul to take)[Chorus till song fades out]
