
Come From The Bronx
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- male vocalist
- conscious hip hop
- introspective
- sampling
- boom bap
- east coast hip hop
- hardcore hip hop
- 1990s
- flute
- jazz rap
Lyrics
Verse 1
Pops was a rumor we repeated
Mama held the rent and a habit she couldn't beat
Left alone with two boys and a locked door
She found her own company in a bottle on the third floor
I learned the block before I learned my letters
Corners taught me more than any teacher ever could
Chorus
So my lifestyle kinda sketchy
I come from the Bronx where they don't let you breathe
My brother's doing life upstate
And mama couldn't cope when she felt alone
Sketchy
I come from the Bronx and I still call it home
Verse 2
Big bro was the shield and the warning
Now he writes me letters that arrive without a stamp
Twenty-five to life for a night he can't rewind
Mama cried alone in a kitchen full of quiet
I watched her fade slow like a sidewalk chalk line
And I picked up his habits cause they're all I had left
Chorus
So my lifestyle kinda sketchy
I come from the Bronx where they don't let you breathe
My brother's doing life upstate
And mama couldn't cope when she felt alone
Sketchy
I come from the Bronx and I still call it home
Bridge
Couldn't cope
Couldn't cope
Nobody taught her how to carry that alone
Couldn't cope
Couldn't cope
And nobody came to carry us when she was gone
Chorus
So my lifestyle kinda sketchy
I come from the Bronx where they don't let you breathe
My brother's doing life upstate
And mama couldn't cope when she felt alone
Sketchy
I come from the Bronx and I still call it home
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