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