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letra de where i'm from - poetic mind

hook:
where i’m from if you’ve fallen gotta stand up right
where i’m from in the darkness but we stay in light
where i’m from gotta make it out this bed tonight
where i’m from expressing pain from all the things i write

verse:
i’m aligned with my energy and mentally i’m raw
design what is meant to be it’s left me with you all
my lines is my symmetry it’s best for me drawl
confined is a friend in me unless you blind to fall
see where i’m from i’m still coated in the crumbs
and some you can find inside thе crevice of my thumb
it’s rooted in my history thе fluid in my eulogy
i’m suited for my tomb to be so lucid only few can see
i’m molded from the darkness but i harnessed all my knowledge
you could tell from what my soul did in the start paying of homage
they astonished that i made it without selling out to fake it
i will be myself explain it hoping all my pain will change em’
my messages engraved into a stone like hieroglyphic
i made it on my own came up from the dirt and lived it
that’s why i’m underground but i’m ready to breach the surface
like a bomb that’s in the ground but only coming out for purpose
hook:
where i’m from if you’ve fallen gotta stand up right
where i’m from in the darkness but we stay in light
where i’m from gotta make it out this bed tonight
where i’m from expressing pain from all the things i write

verse:

i’m one of the realest that has stepped up to the mic
and every other rapper that has is no longer alive
it’s because they preaching truth that is reaching to the youth
they be speaking but no proof like these rappers in the booth
rip to prodigy and 2pac when they slaughtered he
exposing all hypocrisy illuminati watchfully
i see between the lies all the news that they just hide
like balenciaga symbolism darkness in the light
see where i’m from half these rappers they don’t travel to
exposing all the governments while they just sit and laugh at you
see they taking all your profits then they claiming they’re prophets
see they stealing from your pockets then they rob you from your coffin
we heavily medicated and steadily segregated
our destiny is made with what they feed us in the fetus
they’re poisoning our food than our joints are getting crude
and when i’m pointing it you they don’t care until they screwed

- poetic mind

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