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Slayer

"Where I'm From"

Chorus (Slayer)
Where I'm From X2 They be asking where I'm From
Where I'm From X2 I'm Defining where I'm from
L-City is the place from which I come
Put your hands in the air if you love where I'm from

Verse 1 (Uniq Mic)
I'm the only one with six senses including Humor
n*ggas hate jokes a lot coz life is one
That's Where I'm From, so imagine where I'm going to
And if you suck I promise you, n*ggas turn off your tune
When life ain't moving, pips roll it like cigarettes
Life is a gift at the same time a curse
Like Big Brother, you gotta keep an eye open
The roots were good but then just look at the branches
They need exorcism and some extra touches
And people keep on talking (tocking) like some wrist watches
In my zone you are what you eat so I'm an emcee
Where I come from, awkwardly, D was a blessing
People just trap the dream, they are tired of chasing
So different ways are used to find the same fortune
And dad says changes come but things remain the same
If you can't get the picture at least get the frame

B.T.C

Verse 2 (Mastermind)
This is my story of where I'm from
A true ghetto story told like Baby Charm
The place I'm From has defined who I am
The place I'm from is the reason why I verbally harm
A good reason why I'm still in music
A good reason why the mic I use is unique
Full description why life needs make up: No cosmetic
No reason why life is a b*tch
Always thinking back in time like a watch in my brain
Blood, sweat and tears all over my memory lane
They say love is in the air but I inhale the pain
We say ghetto life not knowing we live in curse
I fought for my home to free the human race
Spark fire to the warm heart
Street kids asking where my home at?
I say your home is right above like satellite
The devil is alive, only work in demons
Servant of rap, possessed by sessions

B.T.C

Verse 3 (Uniq Mic)
Some girls act like multi-user operating systems
You might think they love you but they're messing with your feelings
Neither their body nor their spirit is willing
They all focus on one thing: money making
And almost each family now has a singer
Everyone in the streets thinks he's ghost-writer
Now the problem is who is the seller and who is the buyer
Coz it seems like everybody wants to be the employer
Yet success is like a joke: not everybody gets it
And a song is like a status:not everybody likes it
Different brands of toothpaste are known as Colgate
People are tired of sachets, so they drinkin holy wine
They say what goes around comes around: but not here
Everybody is aiming at a better life: not to live here
And it's very difficult to find a rasta or a Y.O
Coz people leave a murderer and criticize y'all

B.T.C

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