JA RULE - Where I'm From

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    JA RULE LYRICS
    
    "Where I'm From"(feat. Lloyd)
    [Lloyd]
    Umm hey, comin from Where I'm From (I'm from) ohhh yea
    
    [Ja Rule]
    Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over the Carmello's
    While they mom was at home, tears hittin the pillow
    Where women in the middle in a serminal funereal
    Shed a tear cause he lost his son the same way a year ago
    It's the same egospiritual, we thuggin in harmony
    They say death brings life, there exchange no robbery
    If I'm wrong pardon me, me I'm just tired of poverty
    Why them niggaz in the hood never hit the lottery
    Unless they go lottery, first round in the draft
    First we dustin off the rounds and we slip in the mag'
    Then we slip on the masks, and go out and mash
    And we call it feeding our family
    Ya'll call it a tragedy, Damn
    How I could just kill a man
    His blood flow like a river and rinse his blood off of my hand
    If you hearing me speak please Lord give me a chance
    Please forgive me of my sins, cause we cleansed where I'm from
    
    [Chorus - Lloyd]
    Me and my niggaz ride
    Even when the sun don't shine and its cold outside
    I never run in or hide, cause some niggaz hate it
    But I can't get faded cause I done made it
    Instead of struggling or strive
    Survive my weight how these ghetto streets of mine
    This 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 beef
    Except but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streets
    Look how these animals eat that's how they talk bout us
    While they shed they joke and laugh puttin a choke round us
    Can I get a moment of SILENCE
    Cause they claimin it's the murders that's causin all the violence
    What bout the ones that protect to serve our honor
    Poppin the blue colla', with shots soon to follow
    The ghettos in horror, cause in this boy shot went back
    And now the neighborhood hot and he can't move the crack
    When it's all about the dollars
    And he'll individually get murdered cause money is power
    But then the snitch's get to talking and he's caught within hours
    Cuffed and cryin' on the bus heading straight to the Island
    He was only 13, but tried as an adult in the highest of courts
    Cause ain't no more children in the ghetto where I'm from
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Ja Rule]
    We ain't all killers in prison
    Matter fact that's a stereo typical thought of livin
    Cause they don't know about the hood and them love in it
    Summer time top down with the wood finish
    Pushin hard uptown windows slightly tinted
    Back to back Benz and jeeps, blowin weed with my niggaz
    On our way to a house party, gonna fuck with some bitchs
    Let's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chicken
    And if we get 'em drunk enough we probably could freak em, and do it every
    other weekend
    If I ain't have to kill niggaz, I never would leave the ghetto
    I'm like an angel that put on a halo, cradle the grave of my niggaz that we
    lost in the ghetto
    Cause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and nike's
    Roll 3 dice and name our dope ice cream
    Set trends and ya'll follow our lead
    But in New Yitti niggaz follow they dreams, where I'm from
    
    [Chorus]
    
    Now I lay me down and sleep
    And I pray to the Lord, for my soul to keep
    If I should die before I wake
    Pray to the Lord, for my soul to take (Pray to the Lord, for my soul to take)
    
    [Chorus till song fades out]
    
    
    [Thanks to StockNballa@msn.com for correcting these lyrics]

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