Where I’m From Joe Budden (Ft. Stack Bundles)

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
They say we not New York, but dudes get stabbed
Get shot like New York, niggas get robbed
Get got like New York, but they don't make the news
'Cause it's not New York
Hope you heard me, boy, look, I'm from Jersey, boy
Where it's still half off that Hershey, boy
I was driving, shotgun was Ike when that faggot on the bike
Rode by and tried to murk me boy
But chill, here's the head crack, I'm an O.G., I don't wet that
If you know me then you know it's get back, you nah mean?
The nah mean is tools gon' flare
In a society if you nobody then actually who's gonna care?
They won't call your next of kin, I'll make your family aware
And the whole hood is dipped up so having sanity's rare
I'm from where embalming fluid ain't stop yet and city hall's primary project
Is knocking down the projects, they ain't finished that yet
See, I'm from carjack central, niggas'll go in your ride
While you pick up the Jersey Journal, "Damn, so and so died"
I'm from where the dope game is bad, so every hustler can't hustle
Tryna hustle them a rapper slash muscle them a rapper
They can find them a young nigga with a few bars to say
'Cause nigga, rap's the new coke, wet, weed, and yay
I'm from where Champ had it locked 'til dude had him shot
For everybody to see and everybody was relieved
I'm from where the blocks is dark, so walk the turf with ya gun cocked
And the hospitals'll fuck you up worse than a gunshot
From where screws is loose, gunpoint dudes strip nude
And that ain't even half of New Jeruve, nigga