The Roots f/ Amiri Something in the Way of (In Town)
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in the way of things Something that will and won't start Something you but can't stand know get along with Like on top of the car peering through the windshield for his cue Something fictitious and true creeps across your path hallowing your evil ways Like were yourself passing yourself not smiling The dead guy you saw me talking to is boss I tried to put a spell on him but his spirit is
I know you know and nothing you don't know 'cept I saw 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 like the 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 the beings crowding around me with ice picks You see them But they looked important Negroes on the way to your funeral Looked like jiggaboos on the way to your auction And let them chant the number and use an ivory to count your teeth Remember Fetchit Remember Steppen how we laughed An all your school images giving flesh and giggling With the ice pick high off his Made ya laugh
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 Like job This morning when you got there and it was And the machines were yearning behind you Yearning for that nigga to come and up his life there bein' 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 like I see something I things I saw words in the white boy's rag said he was die poor and frustrated That them dreams walk you 'cross town S'gonna die from work There's on the street that's tellin' you you ain't shit And you almost it Broke and mistaken all the You know some of the words but they the right ones Your cable back on but ain't you can see But I see in the way of things Something to make us get us drunk from noise and addicted to sadness I see something and feel something us Like and ugly thing at our back calling us names You see it and it too But you say it got a right to exist just you and if God made it But then we got to And the light gon' come 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 but teeth flying against our necks You see too but can't call its name
it too bad y'all said Ain't it too bad, such a nice boy always kind to his say good morning to everybody on his way to work But that last before he got locked up and hurt, real bad I seen him toward his house and he wasn't smiling And he even say hello But I knew he'd something in the way of things that it worked on him like it do in will And he kept marching faster and away from us And never even a word the next day he was gone You know what You wanna what I'm talkin' about "I seen something in the way of things" And how the boys face looked that day just before took him away The is? in face and remember now, remember all them other faces And all the many places you've seen him or the sister his child up the street Remember what you seen in own mirror and didn't for a second recognize The face, own face Straining to get out from the glass Open your mouth like you was say somethin' Close your and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like Now, don't you see something cold and ugly Not but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man Squatting by the drug store at the With is head resting uneasily on his arms And the boy that 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 solomNOTness of 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