The Roots f/ Baraka Something in the Way of (In Town)
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in the way of things Something will quit and won't start Something you know but stand know get along with Like Riding on top of the car through the windshield for his cue Something entirely fictitious and That creeps across your path hallowing your evil Like were yourself passing yourself not smiling The dead guy you saw me to is your boss I tried to put a on him but his spirit is illiterate
I know things you and nothing 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 down the everybody like the good humor man But an they got the taste of humor but no ice cream It was dat Me talking across people into the And not seeing the beings around me with ice picks You see them But they looked like important Negroes on the way to funeral Looked important jiggaboos on the way to your auction And let them chant the and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth Steppen Fetchit Remember Fetchit how we laughed An all your Sunday school images giving flesh and With the ice pick off his head ya laugh anyway
I can see in the way of our selves I can see something in the way of our That's why I say the things I do, you it But its else to you that job This morning when you got there and it was And the machines were yearning behind you Yearning for that to come and give up his life there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
My mistake is I kept "that was proof that God didn't exist" And you told me, "nah, it was that the devil do" But still, its I see something I hear things I saw words in the white lying rag said he was gonna die and frustrated That them dreams walk which you town S'gonna die from work There's garbage on the street that's tellin' you you ain't And you believe it Broke and mistaken all the You know some of the words but they ain't the right Your cable back on but nothin' you can see But I see something in the way of Something to us stumble Something get us drunk from noise and to sadness I see something and feel 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 light come down around us Even though we remember the (light or mic??) is Remember the Negro at us through the cage You seen I see too? The smile that ain't a but teeth flying against our necks You see too but can't 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 good to everybody on his way to work But last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad I seen him walkin' toward his and he wasn't smiling And he even say hello But I knew he'd something Something in the way of things that it on him like it do in will And he kept marching faster and away from us And never even muttered a Then the day he was gone You know what You know what I'm talkin' about "I seen something in the way of things" And how the boys face looked that day just before they took him 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 Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a recognize The face, your own to get out from behind the glass Open mouth like you was gon' say somethin' Close your and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like Now, don't you see something Something and ugly Not invisible but blended the shadow criss-crossing the old man by the drug store 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 waving 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 something I SEEN And you it too You it too You just can't call it's name name name name name name