The f/ Amiri Baraka Something in the Way of (In Town)
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in the way of things 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 fictitious and That across your path hallowing your evil ways Like they were passing yourself not smiling The dead guy you saw me talking to is your I tried to put a on him but his spirit is illiterate
I know things you know and you don't know 'cept I saw in the way of things Something at me and I wanted to know, was it funny? Was it so funny it followed me the street Greeting everybody like the humor man But an got the taste of good humor but no ice cream It was dat Me talking people into the houses And not seeing the beings crowding me with ice picks You could see But looked like important Negroes on the way to your funeral Looked like important on the way to your auction And let them chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count teeth Remember Steppen Remember Steppen Fetchit how we An all your Sunday images giving flesh and giggling With the ice high off his head Made ya anyway
I can see something in the way of our I can see something in the way of our why I say the things I do, you know it But its else to you Like job This morning you got there and it was quiet And the machines yearning soft behind you for that nigga to come and give up his life Standin' there dissed and broke and troubled
My mistake is I kept sayin' "that was proof God didn't exist" And you told me, "nah, it was proof the devil do" But still, its like I see something I things I saw in the white boy's lying rag he was gonna die poor and frustrated That them dreams walk you 'cross town S'gonna die over work There's garbage on the street that's tellin' you you shit And you believe it Broke and mistaken all the You know some of the words but they ain't the right Your cable on but ain't nothin' you can see But I see in the way of things Something to make us Something get us drunk from noise and addicted to I see something and feel something us Like and ugly thing floating at our calling us names You see it and it too But you say it got a to exist just like you and if God made it But then we got to And the light come down around us Even we remember where the (light or mic??) is Remember the Negro at us through the cage You what I see too? The smile that ain't a smile but flying 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 nice boy kind to his motha say good morning to everybody on his way to work But that time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad I him walkin' toward 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 that it worked on him it do in will And he kept marching and faster away from us And even muttered a word the next day he was gone You wanna know You know what I'm talkin' about Sayin' "I something in the way of things" And how the boys face looked that day just before took him away The is? in that face and remember now, remember all them faces And all the places you've seen him or the sister with his child Wandering up the Remember what you seen in your own mirror and for a second recognize The face, your own to get out from behind the glass Open your mouth like you was say somethin' Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel Now, don't you see something Something and ugly Not but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man Squatting by the store at the corner With is resting uneasily on his folded arms And the boy that smiled and the girl he with
And in my too A waving craziness splitting into the jet stream of a black bird Wit his ass on Or the solomNOTness of where we go to we gonna be happy
I seen I SEEN And you it too You it too You just can't call name name name name name name name