Where I come from

Do you want to know where I come from?

Where do I get my lyrics?

Iĺl show you, just listen...

 

I woke up from a dream

It kept me from dreading out, you hear me, B?

I rap to fast, no one can see me, Like harry Houdini

Now who is this meanie, will all I know is that, he weres a beanie

No fucking cap, now get brainwashed from my rap

I dont sell crap, Im on track

Your the one in slack, now listen to this pack

its full of kids lack, you little man, you act like a stan

I dont have a brand, but I am a man-only band

I ran this shit, it became a hit

Now since Im lit, I mine as well be at tip

I rip the lyrics, straight outta physics

Rap words like, business to witness, and sickness

I can keep going with purpose, learn this, im curious

Just a ripped man, living in a living room

That's just the script

 

Now listen to my lip

I trip into a word that I never even heard

And then rapped until it became absurd

I learned to keep going, till it's over blowing

And then take the script back, and write more shit, straight out of something lit

Like Mr. Mathers' stuff, I heard its pretty tough, Wait, was is written by masters?

Well thats when it matters, learn your manners, than you´ll get some banners

No trainers for me, Im only me, when being on beat

And rapping the entire sheet

This is new, now take a seat

I dont cheat, I repeat

I lean to get out more bean

it ain´t a crime if you can rhyme lime, with the first two words ending with time

Why whine if you can take the cry and throw it into some pie

People eat this up, mine as well, wrap it up

 

This is where I come from

Learning shit till it makes sense

this is where I come from

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping

 

This is where I come from

Learning shit till it makes sense

this is where I come from

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping

 

Now music is something you get when you start learning more shit

Now take a sit and listen to it

I never been tip, but been top

I never forgot, I always go back to hip-hop

Never loose my spot, just rapping till im cooking pot

Not like that, maybe if you heard me right, than you´ll say that im rype

but thats my type to rhyme, good time and whats wine

Thats why I never rhyme, this day this man was gay

But I dont discriminate by gender

I surrender to the good, and blow up the bad

Now that has to be rad, Since this is a rap industry

its time to get the dust-outta-this-tree

Get what i mean

I could sing until I collapse

But whats better than refolding the already tolding

And folding up what your holding

Dont ever let go, Em never did

So might as well sit, were you last spit

 

Lift your spirit, it aint over yet

never say bet, unless you can let this go over

And turn this party to the best ive seen

but dont make a scene

Im sitting at screen, trying to learn how to scream

So dont be absene and follow my spree

Unless you rwally know how to be

The killa bee, who never thought out to be me

But lets just see, if this is the last time

I ever rhyme, your ass and mine

HA HA HA

 

This is where I come from

Learning shit till it makes sense

this is where I come from

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping

 

This is where I come from

Learning shit till it makes sense

this is where I come from

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping

 

This is where I come from

Learning shit till it makes sense

this is where I come from

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping

 

Just keep rapping till it starts overlapping...