Where I from
Where I’m From
I am from my inner self
From secret spot to my hideout
I am from the empty home that
Quiet and lonely it felt cold
Like a dead body am the
Black heart turned cold the
Heart that was once bold
Bust still continually beating
I'm form the big happy family
To the Demons from hell
From oh granny i love you
To aww granny i miss you
I am from the family of liars and stealers
From TeTe it bad to lie and steal its a sin
I am from Morning Star Baptist Church
Were I try to wash my sins away
I am from my mummy's tummy where
Bean and weenies was poppin
I am from a family who sold their soul
Just for gold and now lay ten
Feet under I am a dying flower that
Crying for help i am losing hope
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