Beatnick - Where I'm From lyrics

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Beatnick - Where I'm From lyrics

[Intro: Rakaa] Yeah, yeah, K-Salaam! Rakaa! Dilated! Expansion Team Sound System! [Verse 1 : Rakaa] I'm from the fields where they still lock crops to cash in Our music, our art, our dance, and fashion Where young girls grow up and move too fast And some young boys try to prove they're men through blastin' Playboy pastors, collection plates And they pay big money for protection rates They know every NBA draft selection made But can't name a candidate on election day Where schools seem to train more than educate Where ‘One Time' shows up when we celebrate Where families bend the rules on Section 8 Huxtable houses get stressed with hate But still, where I come from, people are thankful Getting our bars up, and keeping the tank full Getting our bills fed, and keeping the bank full The tests that made us strongest are the most painful [Hook] K-Salaam! ‘Where...where...where...where you at'? We right here! ‘Where...where...where...where you at?' We right here! Where...where...where...where you at?' It ain't...It ain't...'Cause It ain't where you from, it's where you at.' [Verse 2: Rakaa] I'm from where lab rats are given the d** and violence Various experiments, they're keeping an eye on us Babylon watchers and got choppers to spy on us Saying “Rakaa, you better watch it if you keep defying us.” I'm from where they carry big sticks and stomp lightly ‘Cause you never know when your last step might be From where we're hara**ed by the P.D. nightly ‘Cause they didn't like me, just for lookin' like me From where they bust gats, where they used to scrap So police think all the little youth are strapped Where juve's just a training camp for Supermax Where they're de-sensitized, and they're used to that But still, where I come from it ain't all ill We chill...block party, barbeque on the grill Some of the world's most talented people, I feel Trained me to represent, and the love is real [Hook]