Slum Village - Can I be me lyrics

[Verse 1] Can I be me? Can I do what I do? Can I, freak my style? 'Cause it ain't nothing like you Can I walk my own path? Dude you, step out my shoes! You done been where I been, you did paid all my dues? Plus you, rap with El' yet both of you equal You got, something to say, you in the D with your people, yeah! You are not me, and I'm not you Just, give me space n***a, just move! I, rep the D, the way I do I can't be you, I won't be you I got soul in me, that's older than you I got my man's with me, we colder than you Can I, be all that a n***a can be? Can I, show you places that you never would see? Can I, ball out, and never look at receipts? Can I, sit back in a luxury seat? Can you respect who I am? 'Cause I love to be me But I hate those dudes who's trying to be me Be with me, or be against me But don't be fake, keep it real with me, get me? [Hook] See what I see? Then walk with me, walk with me Feel what I feel? Then talk to me, talk to me Live where I live, and go with me, go with me Yeah, I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from See what I see? Then walk with me, walk with me Feel what I feel? Then talk to me, talk to me Live where I live, and go with me, go with me I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from [Verse 2:] Can I, share with you everything in my soul? From what I, hear in my ears when clearing my nose From what my, eyes have seen, what I've felt with my hands What, my heart has felt, when I fail to understand Why, we be going through it, just barely getting by Wake up from nightmares, up early getting high Just trying to forget I had a dream I was chased by a k**er, I shot him, he fell Turned him over, his face was familiar But let me knock on wood Yo, you're supposed to keep your, enemies close That go for every block or hood I, would like to walk inside a church and not feel guilty Paying my tithes with dirty money, every bill's filthy I hate to feel like I'm alone on this earth Like my mother, with no support through my moments of birth And I know that I shouldn't be relying on sess' But every time I get high, I get wild with stress But Lord, I want to walk in the steps of your son But it's hard when they pull your card, and your weapon's a gun There's no exception, and dumb n***as, they can get it too Leave they condition critical, maybe I'm just a fool But can you speak through me, and teach the ones under me? Already thinking this is all they ever gonna see Cops hitting the block, and n***as on the corner flee What a poor ghetto child'll do for a G [Hook] See what I see? Then walk with me, walk with me Feel what I feel? Then talk to me, talk to me Live where I live, and go with me, go with me Yeah, I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from See what I see? Then walk with me, walk with me Feel what I feel? Then talk to me, talk to me Live where I live, and go with me, go with me I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from I'mma show you where I'm from, where I'm from