(Chorus)




We All Got To Have A Place Where We Come From



This Place That We Come From Is Called Home



We Set Out On Our Travels We Do The Best We Can



We Travel This Big Earth As We Roam




We All Got To Have A Place Where We Come From



This Place That We Come From Is Called Home



And Even Though We May Love This Place On The Map



Said It Ain't Where Ya From It's Where Ya At




(verse One)



I Come Up In The Street Around Some Real Wild Brothers



With More Than One Name And More Than One Baby Mother



More Than One Chase, Been On More Than One Run



Got More Than One Enemy And More Than One Gun



*Speaks Foreign Language*



While These Cats That's Less Privileged Is Just More Raw



Less Space Cause The Projects Laced With More Flaws



Less Sleep Cause The Nights Ain't Peace, It's More War



The Can Is Raw Like Thirsty, Rainy Season Thunder Claps



On The Block With Your Old Pop Pleading Number Act



To The Spot With The Red Top Fiends Is Huddled At



To The Crib Where The Little Kids Spend Their Summers Trapped



With The Jungle Cats, Lions And Tigers, Leopards And Cheetahs



For Gazelle You Get Chased Like A Zebra, They Blaze Cheeba-cheeba



And Dominate The Weaker On The Street



Hungry Bellies Only Love What They Eat And It's Hard To Compete



When They Smile With Your Heart In They Teeth



And The Odds Is Stacked High Beyond And Beneath



Son I Been Plenty Places In My Life And Time



And Regardless Where Home Is, Son Home Is Mine




(chorus)




Some People Live Out In-New York City



Some People Live Out In-Atlanta



Some People Got To Live-Chicago



Some People Do Live-Miami



All My People At-California



And Other People Got To Live-London



And Everybody