[Intro]

Yo, okay, okay, Yeah nice, okay

Listen

Where I'm from

Where I'm from

Listen

[Verse 1]

Where I'm from it's not presidents, I'm tryna see the Queen

Different toilet, same shit, they're fiending for the big cream

Scheming for dough to the ceiling, 'til they no longer breathing

And they do shit that make us look heathen

The reason? Born to a broken home, tears of my mother

Only those that know 'cause they've been there through the hunger

Others judge us and snub us, they shouldn't

Growing up in my house, don't think you could of

Mummy hustling, no one ever did us no favours, except the neighbour

We used to borrow sugar and some toilet paper

Embarrassing when it's my turn to knock

But its cool, what don't kill you only make you strong

Now they say I'm conscious, my words are positive

Its not that, to me it's just the truth is obvious

And rather than talking bollocks about who I'd be clapping

I'd rather tell the truth about what actually happens

[Interlude]

You know

Every bodies killing 500 man in the booth

The roads are bad but

If as much man was dying in the streets as was dying in the booth

They'd be nobody left

Stop with dishonesty man

All my home-boys locked up, everybody who's lost a family member

Keep your head up

Ain't' nothing sweet in the streets

Listen

[Verse 2]

Here in England now we got bloods and crips

I'm ashamed and embarrassed to have to admit

Our grandparents got chased cos they were black

Now we kill each other for colours in the union jack

Shit

This is not the sates, no American dream

Just a British nightmare with a similar theme

Same scheme, same fiend, same end to the dream

Same church, same hurt, same mother that screams

With the only difference being there's no opposites here

No Jigga no Simmons, no positives here

It is obvious we are not prospering here

What's horrible? I don't no if it's possible here

Our grandparents came here invited by our majesty

Tragically just to be treated like savages

No Blacks, No Irish and of course no dogs

And if it ain't' cleaning toilets then of course no jobs

With all the Teddy boys attacking us and calling us wogs

Boys in blue at it too, apparently that's not on?

And here we are fifty years later, nothings improved

Its like we've gone back a step, like we chasing our roots

Here we are fifty years later nothings improved

We've gone back a step

But we ain't' chasing our roots

[Interlude]

You know

Don't know where you come from

You don't no where your going

Teach the yout dem man

Value of self, Understand?

When your watching your TV

Learning your history book

Its not accurate

Teach the yout dem

Listen, listen, Because...

[Verse 3]

Its just a bunch of lies that we perpetuate ourself

Being from the hood is not a definition of self

Circumstances don't define you, you define you

My baby diamond shines so bright it'l blind you

That's why I'm everywhere, fronting where rappers would never dare

No bodyguards, trust me my people I'm never scared

Not cos I think I'm hard, just that iv seen your vision

A million thugs in prison would die for my position

They get there so frequent for various reasons

When we're told we ain't shit we really believe it

Whether by another brother, a father, a mother

The television, or the teachers, police or the judges

Its covering the fear that they already no

You can only break a diamond with a piece of the same stone

Where strong beyond measure, ask your professor

How do you make a diamond? A billion years of pressure

And a diamond is found where? At first within the rough

So no matter where were at there's a diamond inside of us

Forget repping the ends, what the ends do for you?

Your worth so much more, If only you Knew, You Know?

[Interlude]

Hold your head

All this ends rah, rah, rah, nonsense

That's exactly what it is just nonsense

All these rappers on TV talking shit about how much they bust their strap and Yah, Yah, Yah

You do not listen to them, their talking nonsense

They live in big nice houses

They got security, and bodyguards, and people to take care of them

Its an illusion, you understand?

And all the bitches, and the chains and the neck lasses in the video

Its just bollocks man, That's nobody's reality

When did the hood become so sweet?

That's no hood iv ever been in

Understand? The hood I no is miserable

The hood I no everybody's trying to get out of

So why are all these rappers dying to get back in it? And dying to be rude-boys?

When all the rude-boys are dying to be legitimate

So, Its just nonsense man, just be honest

Just be yourself