The Roots f/ Amiri Something in the Way of (In Town)
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Something in the way of Something that quit and won't start you know but can't stand Can't get along with Like Riding on top of the car peering the windshield for his cue Something entirely and true That creeps across your path your evil ways Like they were yourself passing not smiling The dead guy you saw me talking to is boss I tried to put a on him but his spirit is illiterate
I know you know and nothing you don't know I saw something in the way of things Something grinning at me and I to know, was it funny? Was it so funny it me down the street Greeting everybody the good humor man But an they got the taste of good humor but no ice It was dat Me talking across people the houses And not seeing the beings crowding around me ice picks You could see But they like important Negroes on the way to your funeral Looked like important on the way to your auction And let them chant the and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth Remember Fetchit Remember Fetchit how we laughed An all Sunday school images giving flesh and giggling With the ice pick high off his Made ya anyway
I can see something in the way of our I can see in the way of our selves why I say the things I do, you know it But its else to you that job This morning when you got and it was quiet And the machines were yearning behind you Yearning for that nigga to come and up his life Standin' there bein' and broke and troubled
My mistake is I kept sayin' "that was proof that God exist" And you me, "nah, it was proof that the devil do" But still, its like I see something I hear I saw words in the white boy's rag said he was gonna die and frustrated That them dreams walk which you 'cross S'gonna die over work There's garbage on the street tellin' you you ain't shit And you believe it Broke and mistaken all the You some of the words but they ain't the right ones Your cable back on but nothin' you can see But I see in the way of things Something to make us Something get us drunk from and addicted to sadness I see something and feel stalking us Like and ugly thing floating at our back calling us You see it and it too But you say it got a right to just like you and if God made it But then we got to And the light gon' come down us though we remember where the (light or mic??) is Remember the Negro at us through the cage You seen what I see The that ain't a smile but teeth flying against our necks You see something too but call its name
Ain't it too bad y'all Ain't it too bad, such a nice boy always kind to his Always say morning to everybody on his way to work But that last time he got locked up and hurt, real bad I seen him walkin' his house and he wasn't smiling And he didn't say hello But I knew he'd seen Something in the way of things it worked on him like it do in will And he marching faster and faster away from us And never even muttered a Then the day he was gone You know what You wanna know what I'm talkin' "I seen something in the way of things" And how the boys face that day just before they took him away The is? in that face and remember now, remember all other faces And all the many you've seen him or the sister with his child Wandering up the what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a second recognize The face, own face to get out from behind the glass Open your mouth like you was gon' say your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like Now, you see something else Something cold and Not invisible but blended with the criss-crossing the old man Squatting by the drug at the corner With is resting uneasily on his folded arms And the boy smiled and the girl he went with
And in my too A craziness splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird Wit his ass on Or the of where we go to know we gonna be happy
I seen I SEEN And you it too You it too You just can't call it's name name name name name name