Music of Sunday, 1 February 2004

Source: ghanamusic.com

Where I'm From

Reggie Rockstone Album: Me Na Me Kae
Label: Kassa Records

(Chorus)
I know where you are coming from
But can you feel the sound of the drum
Africa loves you, yes we love you
Africa loves you,
Ooh! yes we really do, hey!
We like to party, boogie 'til the break of dawn
If you thought we lived in trees then you're dead wrong
Respect me, I'll respect you and that's how we all will get along

(verse 1)
Well, I be broadcasting live from the land of the original man
Extend my hand, grab the mike, rip a rhyme for my friend
Rhyme compositions written in my red blood
My rhymes flood my cranium,
Instigating my whole soul to unfold again
I'm breaking them down 'til it's broken
I can't close, I'm open
I speak my mind and keep my mind
spoken, same time I be hoping
That the ill-bred head will lay the gun down on the ground
and act like the chosen one
not 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 or ten
When the sun shines, I begin
word, true, I'm a win
The Man above is love and
When I sin, I sin
He don't strike me out though
I guess He understands that I 'm just not in tune,
Soon it's gonna be time for my self check
I will say to my self help
rewind my mind frame for the time change
Prepare to play this one again and again and oh!
shame on the nig who didn't dig my operation
Code name come back home and finish the mission, intuition
I hope your bone-dome will register
Reggie's voice tone when you're home alone
Turn my mike up now

Where I'm from [hey!]
Where I'm from [hey!]
Where I'm from

We eat and greet with the right hand and never the left hand do any of the above and you could seriously offend the next Man hope you understand
Where I'm from
There's nothing like the welfare handout, mandatory hustle
Trouble to the lazy one, son
You will crumble and that's on the humble
Where I'm from
You can't shoplift, boost, steal, get caught and get away scott free
Live to tell your story, count yourself lucky
Where I'm from, the cops they look like me and you
Yeah, they black, you talk back and get your dome cracked and believe me cat,
You will not be on Oprah Winfrey talking about that
Where I'm from, the melanin in my skin gets to serve its full purpose
We got crazy sun above us
Where I'm from, The ladies, ooh! the ladies
Perfect bodies bringing ample proof that God is a true artist
Where I'm from
We love the sound of the fontomfrom drum
You know the one that goes bodom badom bom bom bom
Where I'm from, we got 'nuff superstition to make superman superstitious
Shit is serious, ay yo kid are you still curious Leave you famous, leave you nameless In Africa, yup baby paw, that's where I'm from where I'm from

repeat chorus x 2

(Written by R.Ossei, Cool Art Creators Music COSGA 1999)