Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If You Don't Know, artist - Us3. Album song Say What!?, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.06.2007
Record label: Us3.com
Song language: English
If You Don't Know |
When I think about the branches of my family tree |
I see the roots underground in the land of the free |
But they were choked by the weeds and the vandalous thieves |
Branded and keyed |
Beaten like a gamblers knees |
I can’t weep for the willow |
I’m angry as bees demanding a queen |
Trapped by humanity’s greed |
I give thanks that my ancestors planted a seed |
So I know I can’t sleep til I abandon the dream |
I don’t count sheep |
I’m living with my eyes open |
Trying to laugh and act happy like God’s joking |
The poems I rhyme remind me to find hope |
And I’m keeping my mind focused following divine motion |
But I get paid to glance down over the waves that buried the slaves |
And gave evolution a stage |
In a plane I can’t fathom or imagine the pain |
The same teardrops rage every time that it rains |
(chorus) |
If you don’t know where you come from |
How you’re gonna know how to go through what you go through |
(How you gonna know, how you gonna know |
If you don’t know where you come from?) |
Travelling around the world carrying a heavy weight |
Here in this suitcase, the struggles that my family faces |
Anywhere that I go I’m still riding the same train |
On the same stage in the same play |
Even if the faces change |
Can I cry when I know the things they’ve been through? |
Can I smile when I know how much they cried? |
Should I lie to myself when I know the past? |
I guess I’ll try my best to carry on |
Because I know where I come from |
(chorus) |
The pain of the past can easily eclipse the present |
But raindrops relieve tears like kisses from heaven |
And they’re flooding the streets deeper than a busted levy |
They try to smile on the news, I don’t trust the TV |
Cause there’s another branch breaking and you can’t feel it |
And there’s another tree falling and you can’t hear it |
We’re the lost generation of youth looking for truth |
It’s a strange fruit trying to change suit with the same roots, but yo |
Can I cry when I know the things they’ve been through? |
Can I smile when I know how much they cried? |
Should I lie to myself when I know the past? |
I guess I’ll try my best to carry on |
Because I know where I come from |