Where I’m From Tricky (Ft. Costanza Francavilla & Mike Black)

Damn, bam, read the lines
Bleed succeed we design
I couldn't care less, It's killing time
We're killing mine, you're feeling fine
Running every time and every sign
Every line and every crime
No snack, it bring you curse
No sweat, you like your worse
Strange fruit, [?]
Changing bombs into ear gums
Running every time and every sign
Every line and every crime

Where I'm from, there's something wrong
Something wrong, I don't belong
Where I'm from, there's something wrong
Something wrong, I don't belong
Please be still, not for real
Please be still, not for real
Where I'm from, there's something wrong
Something wrong, I don't belong

Please be still, not for real
Not for real, not for real

So you really want it, yes, we got it
If you listen in then, yes, you got
We want a company we're in, let's do talk shit
I don't really want to have a problem til'
I don't really want to have a problem til'
All I really want to do is make this clear
We do bleed you so deceive your mind and nose when I don't see in
Wosen grows into a dream, it bozen dozen to something
Hold it tight when cuts run deep
No one sees what you're hiding