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The Roots f/ Baraka

Something in the Way of (In Town)

In x3

in the way of things
Something that will quit and start
Something you know but can't
Can't know get along
death
Riding on top of the car through the windshield for his cue
Something fictitious and true
That creeps across your path hallowing evil ways
Like they were passing yourself not smiling
The dead guy you saw me talking to is your
I tried to put a spell on him but his is illiterate

I know things you and nothing you don't know
'cept I saw something in the way of
Something grinning at me and I wanted to know, was it
Was it so funny it followed me the street
Greeting everybody like the humor man
But an they got the of good humor but no ice cream
It was dat
Me talking across people the houses
And not seeing the beings crowding me with ice picks
You see them
But they looked like important on the way to your funeral
Looked like important on the way to your auction
And let chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth
Steppen Fetchit
Remember Steppen how we laughed
An all your Sunday school images giving and giggling
With the ice pick off his head
ya laugh anyway

I can see in the way of our selves
I can see in the way of our selves
That's why I say the I do, you know it
But its something to you
Like job
This when you got there and it was quiet
And the were yearning soft behind you
Yearning for that to come and give up his life
Standin' there dissed and broke and troubled

My mistake is I sayin' "that was proof that God didn't exist"
And you told me, "nah, it was proof the devil do"
But still, its I see something I hear things
I saw words in the white boy's rag
said he was die poor and frustrated
That them dreams walk which you 'cross
S'gonna die from over
There's garbage on the street tellin' you you ain't shit
And you almost it
Broke and mistaken all the
You know of the words but they ain't the right ones
Your cable back on but nothin' you can see
But I see something in the way of
to make us stumble
Something get us drunk from noise and to sadness
I see and feel something stalking us
Like and ugly thing floating at our back us names
You see it and it too
But you say it got a right to exist like you and if God made it
But we got to argue
And the gon' come down around us
though we remember where the (light or mic??) is
Remember the Negro squinting at us through the
You seen what I see
The smile that ain't a smile but teeth against our necks
You see something too but can't its name

it too bad y'all said
Ain't it too bad, such a boy always kind to his motha
Always say morning to everybody on his way to work
But that last time before he got locked up and hurt, bad
I seen him walkin' toward his house and he wasn't
And he didn't even say
But I knew he'd seen
Something in the way of things that it worked on him it do in will
And he kept marching and faster away from us
And never muttered a word
Then the next day he was
You wanna what
You wanna know what I'm talkin'
"I seen something in the way of things"
And how the boys face looked that day before they took him away
The is? in that face and remember now, all them other faces
And all the many places you've seen him or the sister with his
Wandering up the
Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a second
The face, own face
Straining to get out from the glass
Open your mouth you was gon' say somethin'
Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you like
Now, you see something else
Something and ugly
Not invisible but blended with the shadow the old man
Squatting by the drug store at the
With is resting uneasily on his folded arms
And the boy that and the girl he went with

And in my too
A waving craziness splitting them the jet stream of a black bird
Wit his ass on
Or the solomNOTness of where we go to know we be happy

I something
I something
And you it too
You it too
You just call it's name name name name name name name