Paroles Where I'm From de Brown Rekluse

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Textes et Paroles de Where I'm From



when i die dont nobody cry for me.
if i reach my last breath it was meant to be.
if tonight is my night then so be it.
i just hope it ends quick.
cause i dont want to see it.
i'm not saying that i'm scared to look death in its eyes.
i'm just saying if i'm going.
then i'm going by surprise.
if i die by a gun.
it just aint for my head.
all it takes is one shot for my ass to be dead.
i'm not scared of the pain.
i just dont want to suffer.
sometimes i think breathing makes life tougher.
staying in the shame knowing it only gets rougher.
somebody please tell my mother that i lovee her.
in this life of mine i live the life of crime.
put my soul on the line.
for all those times.
i can hear it in my mind playing over and over again.
everything comes to an end.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.

living life suicidely.
with a knife to my neck.
with one quick slice from the right to the left.
amma end it all.
fuck living this way.
i was given to opitions either prison or grave.
And i was never given the benefits and the doubt.
so i experimented with life.
trying to figure it out.
and i did my mathematics.
and my research well.
just to find out that we already in hell.
yeah life is a bitch.
you just gotta make the best of it.
i still hear it now.
son you never mounted shit.
they blamed it on my skin.
and my choice of friends.
but there was a damage on my athmosphere.
i never understand.
if you lived in my shoes and endured my pain.
carried my heat for 24 years.
then you can say.
oh your a failure and continue with the put downs.
you street punk hoodligans.
thats when i put my foot down.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.

when the time comes for me to slip and fall.
just know that when i go amma miss you all.
aj ray raffy and dam fits.
to and the rest of my click.
it was good while it lasted.
hit the blunt and pass it.
dont put me in a castive.
burn me into ashes.
and sprinkle me all over the city blocks of killafornia.
from la all the way to the bay.
cause today i prepared to go my way.
and met that one man whom i pray.
dont worry about your boyy amma be okay.
i've come to understand that we all got to pay.
i've enjoyed my stay.
living day by day.
there's not much to say.
but when my life is over i would never have to watch my back or look over my shoulder.
ride like a man and die like a soldier.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.

where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun.
where i'm from most soldiers die when their young.
cause these streets dont take kind of anyone.
your mother or your father or your daughter or your son.
we all fall victims to the bullet of a gun

(Thanks to Brenda for these lyrics)

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