I'm from the streets where the
hood could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet home,Where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome.The coke prices up and down like it's Wall Street homes,but this is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown all over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone. Welcome to hell where you are welcome to sell
But when them shells come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our hand We watch for cops hoppin out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clappin them flamers before I became famous
For playin me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am Hov'
- JAy-Z
Sums up where im from but if ya wanna know more about me just holla!!!
