Akala - Where I'm From lyrics

[Intro] Yo, OK, OK, Yeah nice, OK Listen Where I'm from Where I'm from Listen [Verse 1] Where I'm from its not presidents, I'm trying to see the queen Different toilet same sh**, they're fiending for the big cream Scheming their dough to the ceiling, till the no longer breathing And they do sh** to make us look heathen The reason? Born to a broken home, tears of my mother Only those that know cos they've been there through all 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 neighbours We used to borrow sugar and some toilet paper Embarra**ing when its my turn to knock But its cool, what don't k** you only make you stronger Know they say I'm conscious my words are positive Its not that, to me its 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 happened [Interlude] You know Every bodies k**ing five hundred 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 embarra**ed to have to admit Our grandparents got chased cos they were black Now we k** each other for colours in the union jack sh** 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 b**hes, and the chains and the neck la**es 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