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Utwór: Habitat

  • wykonawca: Mos Def
  • wyświetleń: 1555


     (Chorus)
  
  We all got to have, a place where we come from
  This place that we come from is called home
  We set out on our travels, we do the best we can
  We travel this big earth as we roam
  
  We all got to have, a place where we come from
  This place that we come from is called home
  And even though we may love, this place on the map
  Said it ain't where ya from, it's where ya at
  
  (verse one)
  I come up in the street around some real wild brothers
  With more than one name and more than one baby mother
  More than one chase, been on more than one run
  Got more than one enemy and more than one gun
  *Speaks foreign language*
  While these cats that's less privileged is just more raw
  Less space cause the projects laced with more flaws
  Less sleep cause the nights ain't peace, it's more war
  The can is raw like thirsty, rainy season thunder claps
  On the block with your old pop pleading number act
  To the spot with the red top fiends is huddled at
  To the crib where the little kids spend their summers trapped
  With the jungle cats, lions and tigers, leopards and cheetahs
  For gazelle you get chased like a zebra, they blaze cheeba-cheeba
  And dominate the weaker on the street
  Hungry bellies only love what they eat and it's hard to compete
  When they smile with your heart in they teeth
  And the odds is stacked high beyond and beneath
  Son i been plenty places in my life and time
  And regardless where home is, son home is mine
  
  (chorus)
  
  Some people live out in-New York City
  Some people live out in-Atlanta
  Some people got to live-Chicago
  Some people do live-Miami
  All my people at-California
  And other peopleg ot to live-London
  And everybody got to live in the whole big world
  Together just you and me
  
  (verse two)
  When i think of home, my remembrance of my beginning
  Laundromat helping ma dukes fold the bed linen
  Chillin in front my building with my brother and them
  Spending nights in Bushwick with my cousins and them
  Wise town and Beat Street, federal relief
  Slowly melting in the morning grits we used to eat
  Sticking to your teeth and teeth is hard to keep
  With every flavor Now & Later only a dime apiece
  Old timers on the bench playing cards and thangs
  Telling tales about they used to be involved in things
  Start to drinking, talking loud, cussing up and showing out
  On the phone, call the cops, pick'em up, move'em out
  And it's all too common to start wildin
  I'm a pirate on an island seeking treasure known as silence
  And it's hard to find
  Block parties in dark lobbies
  Funeral homes packed but only dark bodies
  I can't sleep hardly, stirred up like Bob Marley
  Marley Marl played the symphony, remember we recall
  Son i been to many places in my space and time
  and whatever my home is, son home is mine.
  
  (chorus)

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