I know my past I know where I came from I won't go quietly give in to none I know my past my voice makes me able We'll come together we will be as one I'm not a man on a mission But a rising anger forces me to stand And count my voice defiant I'm not

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red

Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Won't see 'em again till the fourth of July I knew a lady who came from Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to

Ten years and runnin', we came up from the basement This what you all been waitin' for, ain't it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for the payment All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday Who could hang a name on you? When you change with every new day Still I'm gonna miss you She would never say where she came from Yesterday don't matter if it's gone While the sun is bright Or in the darkest night No one knows, she

I'm on! (Come on!) It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh God's Son, never gone, never left King, I played every card in the deck The whole world waitin for what I'mma do next And y'all already know where I came from Queensbridge repper since day one Nigga,

I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks I feel no shame I'm proud of where I came from I was born and raised in the boondocks One thing I know No matter where I go You get a line, I'll get a pole We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole Five-card poker

How can we love with our hearts on fire? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Ashes to dust like a funeral pyre Can we love with our hearts on fire? Where I came from Just what we've done I think we're caught in a fight With all these shadows on our backs How can we