Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where I'm From, artist - House Of Pain. Album song Same As It Ever Was, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.06.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Where I'm From |
Back in the hub we used to drop madel |
Contemplate in hell |
The stories I could tell would |
Freak your mind |
And wreck your brain |
The thoughts I would have |
would drive most insane |
The band playin’Rain |
Gettin’Down wit’Jimmy |
Hendrix, and Page |
Make up the rage |
Back in the Huddle |
McLou’s back yard |
Me and D was starvin' |
And times were hard |
Danny used to roll through |
Schemin’on the hustle |
Credit cards and slang |
M.MC bangin' |
Lethal used to come with his reel to reel |
We didn’t have no deal |
But that wasn’t the point, we’d… |
Rock a funky joint |
Then we’d rock another |
The only thing to eat |
Was some bread, and peanut butter |
Back to all the females that beded me In case you ever wondered |
They didn’t forget me These are the times that I always think of And this is dedicated to the ones I love |
That’s where I’m from |
Where’re you goin’if you don’t look back |
What’s the use of havin ends |
If you lose all your friends X4 |
Paintin’on the wall |
Ten years gone by Playin on the stereo |
With the volume kinda low |
Scheme Team’s comin' |
Bring me along |
We gonna throw a hut party |
Till’the break of dawn |
With the Soul poppin', thats Soul Poetry |
Chameleon playin’bringin’wit’that team |
Bring a tab and a 40 and a bag of weed |
That’s all I need G |
'Cause I aint Freaky |
Trippin’for days |
Runnin’the maze |
Goin’down to Venice |
Sippin’on the Guinness |
These are the times that I always think of And this is dedicated to the ones I love |
Now times have change |
And I’m on tour |
And I don’t see my friend every day no more |
And 'cause they dont see me They think I’ve changed |
But I’m the same motherfucker no doubt |
What’s it all about |
I thought we was people |
I’m tryin’to get mine |
I thought you had my back |
Man, I can’t understand |
They used to slap my hand |
Ask me for a grand |
And run wit’your man |
Behind my back and diss me If you wanna fuck me first ya gotta kiss me |