Where I'm From
Ja Rule feat. Lloyd Lyrics


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Nigga, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?

Umm hey
Comin' from where I'm from, I'm from
Oh yea
Oh yea

Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over their carmelo's
While they mom was at home, tears hittin' the pillow
Reverend in the middle of a sermon and funereal
Shed a tear 'cause they lost a son the same way a year ago
It's the same ego spiritual, we thuggin' in harmony
They say death brings life, there exchange no robbery
If I'm wrong then pardon me, I'm just tired of poverty
Why them niggas in the hood never hit the lottery
Unless they go lottery, first round in the draft
First we dustin' off the rounds and we slip in the mag'
Then slip on the masks, and go out and mash
And we call it feeding our family, ya'll call it a tragedy, damn
How I could just kill a man
Watch his blood flow like a river and rinse his blood off of my hand
If you hearing me speak please lord give me a chance
And forgive for my sins, 'cause we cleansed where I'm from

Me and my niggas ride even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
I never run in or hide, 'cause some niggas hate it
But I can't be fadin' 'cause I done made it
Instead of struggling, just strive
Find my way out these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from (I'm from)
We all walk back in line

Everybody know that everybody said nobody can hide from beef
Except but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streets
Look how these animals eat that's how they talk bout us
While they shed they joke and laugh puttin a choke round us
Can I get a moment of silence
'Cause they claimin' it's the murderers that's causing all the violence
But what about the ones that protect to serve our honor
Poppin' that blue colla', with shots soon to follow
The ghettos in horror, 'cause in this boy shot went back
And now the neighborhood's hot and he can't move the crack
When it's all about the dollars
And he'll individually get murdered 'cause money is power
But then these snitch's get to talking and it's colder than ours
Cuffed and crimed on the bus heading straight to the island
He was only thirteen, but tried as an adult in the highest of courts
Because ain't no more children in the ghetto where I'm from

Me and my niggas ride even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
I never run in or hide, 'cause some niggas hate it
But I can't be fadin' 'cause I done made it
Instead of struggling, I strive
To find my way out these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from
We all walk back in line (yeah)

We ain't all killers in prison
Matter fact that's a stereotypical thought of livin'
'Cause they don't know about the hood and them love in it
Summer time top down with the wood finish
Pushin' hard uptown windows slightly tinted
Back to back Benz' and Jeeps, blowin' weed with my niggas
On our way to a house party, gonna fuck with some bitches
Let's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chicken
And if we get 'em drunk enough we probably could freak 'em
And do it every other weekend
If I don't have to kill niggas, I never would leave the ghetto
I'm like an angel that put on a halo
Cradle the grave of my niggas that we lost in the ghetto
'Cause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and Nike's
Roll three dice and name our dope ice cream
Set trends and ya'll follow our lead
But in New Yitti niggas follow they dreams, where I'm from

Me and my niggas ride even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
I never run in or hide, 'cause some niggas hate it
But I can't be fadin' 'cause I done made it
Instead of struggling, I strive
To find my way out these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from (I'm from)
We all walk back in line, yeah

Now I lay me down and sleep
And I pray to the Lord, for my soul to keep
But if I should die before I wake
Pray for the Lord, my soul to take yeah
Pray for the Lord, my soul to take

Hmm, hmm
Oh yeah

Me and my niggas ride even when the sun don't shine and it's cold outside
I never run in or hide, 'cause some niggas hate it
But I can't be fadin' 'cause I done made it
Instead of struggling, I strive




To find my way out these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from, I'm from

Overall Meaning

The song "Where I'm From" by Ja Rule featuring Lloyd is a reflection on life in the ghetto. The lyrics detail the realities of growing up in the hood, including violence, poverty, and the struggle for survival. The song is a lament for the loss of young lives, with kids getting killed over trivial things like sneakers while their mothers mourn in despair. The Reverend offers consolation as he too has lost his son in the same way. The violence is endemic, and it is a familiar sight to see masked men doing what they have to do to provide for their family, even if it means risking their lives.


There are also moments of hope and celebration amidst the despair, moments of comradery, and defiance. Ja Rule speaks to the human spirit that finds a way to survive despite the adverse circumstances. He speaks of the resilience and strength of those who live in the ghetto, who find joy in the little things, like cruising around in fancy cars, attending house parties, and having fun with friends. The lyrics capture the essence of ghetto life as a place where people face insurmountable challenges but still find a way to thrive.


Overall, "Where I'm From" is a powerful and poignant reflection on the realities of life in the ghetto. The song offers a glimpse into the complex and often-contradictory experiences of the people who live there, who struggle to survive and find joy amidst the chaos and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

Nigga, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
An expression of confusion or disbelief in response to something said.


Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over their carmelo's
Children are shot and killed in poor neighborhoods, often over trivial things like sneakers.


While they mom was at home, tears hittin' the pillow
The mothers of these slain children are left alone to mourn, crying themselves to sleep at night.


Reverend in the middle of a sermon and funereal
Even at funerals, the violence and tragedy of the ghetto is still present, with pastors and religious figures struggling to console grieving families.


Shed a tear 'cause they lost a son the same way a year ago
The loss of a child in the same manner as a year before results in a sense of hopelessness and despair for those left behind.


It's the same ego spiritual, we thuggin' in harmony
Violence and aggression are ingrained in the culture of the ghetto, with people 'thuggin' in harmony' - or fighting and killing each other, as if it were a spiritual or religious practice.


They say death brings life, there exchange no robbery
Some people believe that death brings new life or opportunities, and that this exchange does not involve stealing or taking from others.


If I'm wrong then pardon me, I'm just tired of poverty
The artist acknowledges that their views may not be universally accepted, but they are simply fed up with living in poverty and dealing with the violence and tragedy that often comes with it.


Why them niggas in the hood never hit the lottery
The artist questions why people in the ghetto never seem to have any luck or fortune, as opposed to those outside of these areas who may win the lottery or achieve success in other ways.


Unless they go lottery, first round in the draft
The only way for some to escape poverty and make it out of the ghetto is by winning the lottery or becoming a successful athlete.


First we dustin' off the rounds and we slip in the mag'
Before engaging in violent activity, the singer and others 'dust off' their weapons and load them with bullets, preparing for the inevitable confrontation.


Then slip on the masks, and go out and mash
To further protect their identities and maintain anonymity while committing crimes, the artist and others 'slip on masks' before venturing out into the streets to commit acts of violence.


And we call it feeding our family, ya'll call it a tragedy, damn
While the singer and others see their violent actions as providing for their families, those outside of the ghetto view these actions as tragic and harmful to their respective communities.


How I could just kill a man
A reference to the Cypress Hill song of the same name, signifying the willingness to commit violent acts against others.


Watch his blood flow like a river and rinse his blood off of my hand
A graphic and violent image of killing someone and then washing the blood off of one's hands, as if committing this act is routine or commonplace in the ghetto.


If you hearing me speak please lord give me a chance
The artist is pleading for a chance to be heard and understood, hoping that their words will resonate with those who can help make changes in their communities.


And forgive for my sins, 'cause we cleansed where I'm from
The artist acknowledges their past mistakes and violent actions, but also suggests that these actions are seen as acceptable in their community - hence the idea of being 'cleansed' in this area of the city.


We ain't all killers in prison
Not everyone in the ghetto is a killer or has been incarcerated, despite what stereotypes may suggest.


Matter fact that's a stereotypical thought of livin'
The idea that everyone in the ghetto is violent or involved in criminal activity is a prejudicial and unjust stereotype.


'Cause they don't know about the hood and them love in it
Outsiders often fail to understand the love and sense of community that exists in the ghetto, despite the harsh living conditions.


Summer time top down with the wood finish
A reference to driving expensive cars with the tops down, showing off wealth even in an impoverished neighborhood.


Pushin' hard uptown windows slightly tinted
Driving through upscale areas, but still attempting to maintain a sense of anonymity with lightly tinted windows.


Back to back Benz' and Jeeps, blowin' weed with my niggas
The singer and their friends ride in fancy cars while smoking marijuana.


On our way to a house party, gonna fuck with some bitches
The group is heading to a party where they will likely drink, dance, and have sex with women.


Let's get some liquor for shorty who said she make us some chicken
One of the women they plan to meet promised to cook them chicken, so they need to buy some liquor for her in exchange.


And do it every other weekend
This lifestyle of partying and having sex with multiple partners happens on a regular basis for the singer and their friends.


If I don't have to kill niggas, I never would leave the ghetto
The singer suggests that if they didn't feel the need to kill or commit violent acts, they wouldn't have to stay in the ghetto.


I'm like an angel that put on a halo
Despite their violent actions and rough exterior, the artist sees themselves as a good person - akin to an 'angel' who is putting on a 'halo' to show their inner beauty.


Cradle the grave of my niggas that we lost in the ghetto
The artist takes care of and respects the memories of their friends who were killed in the ghetto.


'Cause where I'm from in the ghetto we rock white tee's and Nike's
The style and fashion in the ghetto is characterized by simple white t-shirts and popular Nike sneakers.


Roll three dice and name our dope ice cream
Part of the culture in the ghetto involves gambling with dice and giving street names to drugs or other substances.


Set trends and ya'll follow our lead
Despite the poverty and crime in the ghetto, the artist and their community still have an influence on fashion and style in the larger society.


But in New Yitti niggas follow they dreams, where I'm from
Despite the artist's assertion that they set trends and lead in their own way, they also recognize that in cities like New York, people are able to follow their dreams and pursue success in positive ways.


Now I lay me down and sleep
An opening line to a common bedtime prayer known as 'Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep.'


And I pray to the Lord, for my soul to keep
The singer is asking God to watch over them and keep them safe.


But if I should die before I wake
The artist acknowledges the possibility that they may not survive the violence and harsh living conditions of the ghetto.


Pray for the Lord, my soul to take yeah
In the event that they do die, the singer is asking that God take their soul and bring them to a better place.


We all walk back in line, yeah
Despite the violence and tragedy that occurs in the ghetto, the singer and their community continue to move forward and persevere, 'walking back in line' as they face the challenges of their everyday lives.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JEFFREY B. ATKINS, IRVING DOMINGO LORENZO, ANDRE S. PARKER, DEMETRIUS KENNETH MCGHEE, LLOYD POLITE, ARTHUR GREEN

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