The Roots - How I Got Over (Feat. Dice Raw) Lyrics:
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(Uh, ha, huh, uh, ha, huh)
Out on the streets
(Yeah)
Where I grew up
(Ah, hah)
First thing they teach us
(Uh)
Not to give a f**k
(Yeah, come on, baby)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(Oh)
Someone has to care
How I got over where the people come apart?
Don`t nobody care about cha, only thing you got is God
Out here in these streets if you get down on your luck
You can stand up with a hand down but nobody give a f**k
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)
Whose worryin` `bout cha, babe
When you wiln`[unverified] out?
Runnin` around in these streets
Out on the streets where I grew up
(How I got over)
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
(How I got over)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(How I got over)
Someone has to care
(Ya)
When you on the corners too much drama
Livin` with the police right behind ja`
It`s always more than a slight reminda
We livin` in a war zone like Rwanda
Before I go back to the heavenly Fatha
Pray for me if it ain`t too much botha
Whatever don`t break me or make me stronga
I feel like I can`t take too much longa
It`s too much lyin` and too much fryin`
I`m all cried out `cause I grew up cryin`
They all got a sales pitch, I ain`t buyin`
They tryin` to convince me that I ain`t tryin`
We uninspired, we unadmired
And tired and sick of being sick and tired
A living in the hood where the shots are fired
We dyin` to live so to live we dyin`, you just like I am
Out on the streets
(Uh)
Where I grew up
(How I got over)
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
(How I got over)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(Ya, somebody, somewhere)
Someone has to care
(Somebody`s gotta care)
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 lost their mind
Is there anyway to find? are we runnin` out of time out here?
Listen, hey, who`s worryin` about cha, babe
When you wiln` [unverified] out?
Runnin` `round in these streets
Out on the streets
(Uh)
Where I grew up
(How I got over)
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
(How I got over)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(Ya, somebody, somewhere)
Someone has to
Out on the streets
(Uh)
Where I grew up
(How I got over)
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
(How I got over)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(Ya, somebody, somewhere)
Someone has to
Out on the streets
(Uh)
Where I grew up
(How I got over)
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
(How I got over)
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
(Ya, somebody, somewhere)
Someone has to
Out on the streets where I grew up
First thing they teach us not to give a f**k
That type of thinkin` can`t get you nowhere
Someone has to care