[Jay-Z] uh-huh
je-je je-je-jeah ye-ye-yeah
ye-ye-yeah How real is this
how real is this Uh-huh huh
Inspect this here
check [Verse One:] I m from where the hammer s rung
New s cameras never come You and your man houndin every verse in your rhyme where the grams is slung
niggas vanish every summer Where the blue vans would come
we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set To achieve this goal quicker
sold all my weight wet Faced with immeasurable odds still I get straight bets So I felt some more something and you nothing check I from the other side with other guys don t walk to much And girls in the projects wouldn t us if we talked too much So they ran up town and sought them dudes to trust I don t know what the they thought
those niggas is foul just like us I m from where the beef is inevitable
Summertime s unforgetable Boosters in abundance
buy a half-price sweater new Your world was everything
So everything you said you d do You did it
Couldn t talk about it if you ain t lived it I from where niggas pull your car
and argue all day about Who s the best MC s
Biggie
Jay-Z
and Nas Where the drugs czars evolve
and thugs always are At each other s throats for the love of foreign cars Where cats catch cases
hoping the judge R and R s But most times find themselves locked up behind bars I m from where they ball and breed rhyme stars I m from Marcy son
just thought I d remind y all [Chorus: 5x] Cough up a lung
where I m from
Marcy son
Ain t nothing nice Mentally been many places but I m Brooklyn s own [Verse Two:] I m from the place where the chruch is the flakiest And niggas is praying to god so long that they Atheist Where you can t put your vest away and say you ll wear it tomorrow Cause the day after we ll be saying
damn I was just with him yesterday I m a block away from hell
not enough shots away from straight shells An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale Your laughing
you know the place well Where the Liqour Store s and the base well And Government
Government
niggas polotic themselves Where we call the cops the A-Team cause they hop out of vans and spray things And life expectancy so low we making out wills at eight-teen Where how you get rid of guys who step out of line
your rep solidifies So tell me when I rap you think I give a who criticize? If the shit is lies
god strike me And I got a question
are you forgiving guys who live just like me? We ll never know One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow
Let em know Mistakes ain t exactly what takes place in the ghetto Promise fulfilled
but still I feel my job ain t done Cough up a lung
where I m from
Marcy son
ain t nothing nice [Chorus 4x] [Verse Three:] I m from where they cross-over and clap boards Lost Jehovah in place of rap lords
listen I m up the block
round the corner
and down the street From where the Pimps
Prostitutes
and the Drug Lords meet We make a million off of beats
cause our stories is deep And tomorrow
as long as the night before was sweet Niggas get lost for weeks in the streets
twisted off weed And no matter the weather
niggas know how to draw heat Whether your four-feet or Minute size
it always starts out with Three dice and shoot the five Niggas thought they douce was live
now hit em with trips And I reached down for their money
pa forget about this This time around it s platinum
like the shit on my wrist And this glock on my waist
y all can t do shit about this Niggas will show you love
That s how they fool thugs Before you know it your lying in a pool of blood [Chorus 4x]

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