The Roots - How I got over

Előadó	The Roots
Cím	How I got over

(Dice Raw)
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach ya is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to care

(Black Thought)
How I got over
Where the people come apart
Don't nobody care about ya
Only thing you got is God

Out here in these streets
If you get down on your luck
You can stand out with a hand out
But nobody give a fuck

Out here in these streets
Every man is for himself
They ain't helpin' no one else
It's a hazard to your health,
Livin' life in these cold streets
Hey,
Who's worrying about you, babe
When you wylin' out
Runnin' round in these streets

(Dice Raw + BT)
Out on the streets, where I grew up (How I got over)
First thing they teach ya is not to give a fuck (How I got over)
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere (How I got over)
Someone has to care

(Black Thought)
When you on the corner
There's too much drama
Livin' with the police right behind ya
It's always more than a slight reminder
We livin' in a war zone like Rwanda
Before I go back to the heavenly Father
Pray for me if it ain't too much bother
Whatever don't break me will make me stronger
I feel like I can't take too much longer
There's too much lyin'
and too much fryin'
I'm all cried out cause I grew up cryin'
They all got a sale's pitch I ain't buyin'
They tryin' to convince me that I ain't tryin'
We uninspired
We unadmired
And tired of
sick of being sick and tired
Of livin' in the hood where the shots are fired
We dyin' to live so to live we dyin'
We just like -ing

(Dice Raw + BT)
Out on the streets, where I grew up (How I got over)
First thing they teach ya is not to give a fuck (How I got over)
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere (Somebody. Somewhere.)
Someone has to care (Somebody's gotta care!)

(Black Thought)
And I swear it isn't fair
In suspended animation, we ain't tryin' to go nowhere
Out here in these streets,
We're so young and all alone
We ain't even old enough to realize we're on our own

Livin' life in these hard streets
Where it's like they've lost their mind
Is there anyway to find
Are we runnin' out of time
Out here?

Listen, hey
Who's worrying about you, babe
When you wylin' out
Runnin' round in these streets

(Dice Raw + BT)
Out on the streets, where I grew up (How I got over)
First thing they teach ya is not to give a fuck (How I got over)
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere (Somebody. Somewhere.)
Someone has to care

(Dice Raw) (Repeat x3)
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach ya is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to care