 | Lyrics: IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE, AND DJ GREEN LANTERN I'M FROM WHERE THE GOLD AND DIAMONDS ARE RIPPED FROM THE EARTH, RIGHT NEXT TO THE SLAVE CASTLES WHERE THE WATER IS CURSED, FROM WHERE POLICE BRUTALITY'S NOT HALF AS NICE, IT MAKES THE HOOD IN AMERICA LOOK LIKE PARADISE, COMPARED TO THE AIDS INFESTED CARIBBEAN SLUM, AFRICAN STREETS WHERE THE PASSPORTS AN AMERICAN GUN, FROM WHERE THEY MASSACRE PEOPLE AND TRY TO KEEP IT QUIET, AND SPEND THE NEXT 25 YEARS TRYNA DENY IT, I'M FROM WHERE THEY CUT YOUR HANDS OFF IF YOU MAKE A FIST, AND NIGGAZ GROW COCOA CUZ THE JOB MARKET DOESN'T EXIST, EXCEPT SLAVE LABOR MODERN DAY COMPANY STORE, PEACEKEEPERS DON'T EVER, EVER, EVER COME HERE NO MORE, I'M FROM WHERE THE BOMBS THAT THEY USED TO DROP ON THE VIETNAM, STILL HAS CHILDREN BORN DEFORMED 8MONTH BEFORE THEY GONE, (p) I'M FROM WHERE THEY LOST THE TRUE MEANING OF THE KORAN, CUZ HEROIN IS NOT COMPATIBLE WITH ISLAM, AND NIGGAZ KNOW THAT BUT GROW THAT POPPY SEED ANYWAY, (p) CUZ THAT FOOD DROP PARACHUTE DOES NOT COME EVERYDAY, I'M FROM WHERE PEOPLE PRAY TO THE GODS OF THEIR CONQUERORS, AND PRACTICALLY EVERY PRESIDENTS A MONEY LAUNDERER, FROM WHERE THE ONLY PLACE DEMOCRACIES ACCEPTABLE, IS IF AMERICA'S CANDIDATE IS ELECTABLE, AND THEY MIGHT EVEN HAVE A BLACK PRESIDENT BUT HE'S USELESS, CUZ HE DOES NOT CONTROL THE ECONOMY STUPID LOCK AND LOAD YOUR GUN WHERE I'M FROM THE 3RD WORLD SON* (AIN'T NOTHING NICE) BEEN TO MANY PLACES BUT I'M 3RD WORLD BORN, GUERILLAS HIT AND RUN WHERE I'M FROM THE 3RD WORLD ... |