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letra de remember where ya come from - loc saint

[intro: loc saint]
do you remember where you come from?
oh, yeah
ugh, loc saint, come on
let’s throw it back
i-i-i-i-i remember, ooh

[verse 1: loc saint]
the year was 1996, down november 23
i was going off the rock and early on while i observed
guard cause mama had the crack house daily on the circ
my mama flipped me onto five and told me superstore that’s worth
i buy the cigarettes and puffies with a note to mister chen
that’s a pack and make me jack a couple swigs to get it in
set tripping on the way back home through thick and thin
talk some sh-t with a smile, pistol-whipping off my grin
another lessen that i learned as a real young buck
there ain’t no love in these streets, pull the clip and get f-cked
walking home pumpkin-headed with some stories as well
but most i know, i’m dead and living, they be locked in a cell
i’ll tell you truth about my life, i ain’t got nothing to hide
this kind of life ain’t never boasted and ain’t filled up with pride
but yet remember cause i lived it and the lessons i learned
have made me who i am today and there’s no way i’m concerned

[chorus: loc saint]
i remember where i came from (i remember where i come from)
nothing to raise rags on my name cause (do you remember where you come from?)
underneath the south side, that was my framework (i remember where i come from)
we mean they’re outside to how the game works (do you remember where you come from?)
[verse 2: loc saint]
welfare living, food stamps stacked, pickings
cold winter’s when the heat got cut, i ain’t smitten
there’s no food in the house, mama made it the game
let’s see how long we cannot eat and how long you can sustain
i had the brain for that poverty mentality
and criminal mentality became a part of my anatomy
throwing fists how it had to be
and if you didn’t you’d get marked a little b-tch, become a casualty
and this is just how it was, ’96 mad d-gg-ng got you jumped out your motherf-cking kicks
shot up at the superstore, knocking on them bricks
on the come up but we running up another sl!ck l!ck
running pounds in my ’97 chevy s10
father’s cooking burgers, we ain’t tryna get pinged
throwing hunnies out to all my people struggling too
cause if i come up then you best believe you coming up too

[verse 3: loc saint]
i caught court case after court case
gang profiles, seven years, played the short chase
all my homies locked up, education behind bars
testing us get you socked up
all while the homies on the blocks serving rocks up
from texas back to 23rd you’ll find us propped up
slinging pounds round my town like a crop-dust
but now i, my homie ricky went and k!lled himself
big loony 2030 telling y’all to see
fresh locked up if that’s not enough the other homies disappear without no trace, feds
i saw a murder, don’t commit it if they can’t post bail
overdosed with the rest like a ghost of breath
gone with the wind and hear the smoke through chest
it ain’t no life to idolize and you can’t doubt that’s best
kinda like i did but i still remember one h-ll of a test
i remember
[chorus: loc saint]
i remember where i came from (i remember where i come from)
nothing to raise rags on my name cause (do you remember where you come from?)
underneath the south side, that was my framework (i remember where i come from)
we mean they’re outside to how the game works (do you remember where you come from?)

[outro: loc saint]
yeah, i know i changed my life. thank god. but the thing is is i can’t, i can’t forget. i can’t forget where i came from. ugh, the foundations that built me. and i know it’s cliche but what didn’t k!ll me, it only made me stronger

- loc saint

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