Jay Z ’’Where I’m From’’

Uh-huh, ge-ge ge-ge-geah Ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye-yeah (Brooklyn) How real is this, how real is this (Brooklyn) Uh-huh huh (Brooklyn) Respect this here, check I’m from where the hammer’s rung, news cameras never come You and your mans hung in every verse in your rhyme Where the grams was slung, niggas vanish every summer Where the blue vans would come, we throw the work in the can and run Where the plans was to get funds and skate off the set To achieve this goal quicker, sold all my weight wet Faced with immeasurable odds still I get straight bets So I felt I’m owed something and you nothing, check I’m from the other side where other guys don’t walk too much And girls in the projects wouldn’t fuck us, said we talked too much So they ran up to Tompkins and sought them dudes to trust I don’t know what the fuck they thought, them niggas is foul just like us I’m from where the beef is inevitable, summertime’s unforgettable Booster