| Around my way…
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| Around my way…
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| All the corners filled with sorrow
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| All the streets are filled with pain
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| Around my way…
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| People let me paint a picture
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| You know I ain’t a Christian
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| I ain’t a Muslim, ain’t a Jew
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| I’m losing my religion
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| I speak to god directly
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| I know my god respect me
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| Cause he let me breathe his air and he really blessed me
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| I ain’t knocking you, but I don’t fuck with hospitals
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| Spit the gospel, truly knowing jesus like apostles do
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| Return like the prodigal son to honor Mohammed too
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| Stay away from ham like Abraham, Lord I follow you
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| Even when you took my man Chaka God and what I’m a do
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| You gave the hood a modern day martyr in Brother Amadou
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| I’m on the block, I’m tracing your footsteps, I keep the faith in you
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| Your love, plus hard work and ambition
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| We gonna make it through, my songs is psalms I’m spiritual when I’m lyrical
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| This is for my soldier niggas looking in the mirror who
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| Sitting home scratching off serials eating cereal
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| The way we find a way to survive, shit is a miracle
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| We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters, rice in the fridge
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| Bread in the oven by the roaster
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| We be takin' gypsy cabs and chasin' 50 bags
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| They be laced with shitty swag and it really get me mad
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| The way we saluting flags, wrapping them around our heads
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| When niggas ain’t become American till 9/11
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| Feeling like you gotta sneak into heaven
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| When the reverend looking like a pimp and the pimp look like the reverend
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| These conditions make us strong
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| And we create our own businesses so later on
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| Our children have things in their name that they can say they own
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| A mix tape freestyle become your favorite song
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| No place like home when the cops ask you about your neighbors
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| Beat on you, threaten to incarcerate you
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| Till you spill your guts like you a Garcia Vega
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| We roll blunts not the papers
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| Cop the greatest take it coast to coast
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| L.A. to Chicago like Smooth Operators
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| Cop the Dro and cop the blacks
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| Cop the four, cock it back
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| Drop the flow, rock a hat on top a stocking cap
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| Be a doctor or a lawyer or make your momma a promise that
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| You’ll finish school, but when you got a dream you gotta follow that
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| And make sure when you make it out the hood, you always holler back
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| Think about what you got from that
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| And always put your dollars back
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| On top of that, this is a legacy and we a part of that
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| The hood is where my heart is at
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| Catch me around my way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Around My Way , by - Talib Kweli. Song from the album The Beautiful Struggle, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп