Came from a city where them niggas they some killas Midwest cowboy, Pittsburgh nigga Just a young nigga, but he had the right plan That's just how it is man Round my way Just a young lil' nigga, but he had the right plan Twenty-thousand in his left,

Don't even try to save me tonight But here I go 'Cause I don't know No I don't know I'll stay away from This pain I came from Can't run away from What's been said and done With all these days gone

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,

Yes I understand I done came a long way From huggin them corners to appearin on TV From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved And truthfully, I'd rather be

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer (Pain, pain) My life, my love, my drive, it came from But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited 'Til it broke up and it rained down It rained down, like You break me down, you

This love, this love, this love, this love (Oh) These hands had to let it go free This love is good This love is bad This love is a life back from the dead, oh And this love came back to me, oh And I could go on and on, on and on Clear blue water High

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

I came from nothing I came from nothing, I came from nothing What is it? What's free about it? I thought about it, I said, listen Should I talk about freebase and what if, or somethin' people say Well no, everybody goes and then people will start goin'

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in From across the sea It lingered there to touch your hair And walk with me All summer long We sang a song And then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts

And he would play, In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town, Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from miles around. And all the girls from there to Austin, Were slipping away from home and putting jewelery in hock. To take the trip, to