Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tight Rope , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.09.2009
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Tight Rope |
| Frigid frozen Minnesota |
| Chip on his shoulder |
| Sick sleeping on a pissy sofa |
| Unwanted visitor in a different culture |
| Missing home and he can’t go they’re civil warring |
| Listen solider forget getting over |
| Prison’s sitting 'round the corner, homeless is even closer |
| Kids with similar skin color still don’t wantcha |
| Spit and insult ya cause they’ve been here longer |
| He leave his crib he guaranteed the pigs approach ya |
| Where ya going where ya from any weapons on ya? |
| Your family is stressed out you’re getting older |
| You don’t live the way they did back in Somalia |
| Its extra difficult to be a daughter |
| Trying to keep it modest with sinners all around you |
| Where the wrong garment your parents get an ulcer |
| If you wrap it up the other children picking on you |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |
| Holidays and you know what the business is |
| You get two birthdays and two Christmases |
| Older you get you resent how sick it is |
| They’re trying to cover their guilt with the gifts they give |
| Bounce from his house to her house |
| Too bad that marriage didn’t work out |
| Now you don’t have a your house |
| Daddy fighting mommy they both tell me they love me |
| If I get to close to one the other one start acting funny |
| Ma went and had a baby with a different dad |
| You act happy to please em but you are really sad |
| Seeing first hand that family that you will never have |
| Plus you ain’t no real brother, you’re just a half |
| Got to pick up the pieces and move on |
| Bed time stories and greet them on the phone |
| Live in two houses and neither one is home |
| Wishing you were grown have the freedom to get gone |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |
| Daddy was a preacher, momma was a Sunday school teacher |
| Big brother, football squad leader |
| Now far be it for you to disappoint or displease them |
| Your just being what you feel you see in |
| That mirror every time you peer in |
| Swallow the tears inside that empty feeling |
| A boy terrified to let the world in |
| He has girlfriends but doesn’t want a girlfriend |
| He retreats inside himself |
| Where he lives life itself in secret |
| Daddy says people go to hell for being |
| What he is and he certainly believes him |
| Cause there ain’t no flame that can blaze enough |
| To trump being hated for the way you love |
| And cry yourself to sleep and hate waking up |
| Its a cold world y’all shame on us |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |
| Live in two worlds with your eyes closed |
| Tip toeing on a tight rope |
| Holding on for survival |
| Nobody to blame this is just how it goes |