The Roots f/ Baraka Something in the Way of (In Town)
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in the way of things Something that will quit and start Something you know but stand Can't know get with death Riding on top of the car peering through the for his cue Something entirely fictitious and That across your path hallowing your evil ways Like were yourself passing yourself not smiling The guy you saw me talking to is your boss I tried to put a spell on him but his spirit is
I know things you know and you don't know 'cept I saw something in the way of grinning at me and I wanted to know, was it funny? Was it so funny it followed me the street everybody like the good humor man But an got the taste of good humor but no ice cream It was dat Me talking across people the houses And not seeing the beings crowding around me ice picks You could see But they looked like important on the way to your funeral like important jiggaboos on the way to your auction And let them chant the number and use an pointer to count your teeth Remember Fetchit Remember Steppen how we laughed An all your school images giving flesh and giggling With the ice high off his head 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 something to you Like job This morning when you got there and it was And the machines yearning soft behind you Yearning for that to come and give up his life there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
My is I kept sayin' "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 boy's rag he was gonna die poor and frustrated That them dreams which you 'cross town S'gonna die from over There's garbage on the that's tellin' you you ain't shit And you almost it Broke and all the time You know some of the words but ain't the right ones cable back on but ain't nothin' you can see But I see in the way of things to make us stumble Something get us drunk from noise and addicted to I see something and feel stalking us and ugly thing floating at our back calling us names You see it and it too But you say it got a right to exist just like you and if God it But we got to argue And the light gon' down around us Even we remember where the (light or mic??) is Remember the squinting at us through the cage You seen what I see The that ain't a smile 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 to his motha say good morning to everybody on his way to work But that last time he got locked up and hurt, real bad I seen him walkin' toward his house and he smiling And he even say hello But I knew he'd seen Something in the way of things that it worked on him like it do in And he kept marching faster and faster from us And never even muttered a Then the next day he was You wanna know You wanna know what I'm about Sayin' "I something in the way of things" And how the boys looked that day just before they took him away The is? in that face and remember now, remember all them other And all the many places you've seen him or the sister with his up the street Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a second The face, your own to get out from behind the glass Open your like you was gon' say somethin' Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel Now, you see something else Something and ugly Not invisible but with the shadow criss-crossing the old man by the drug store at the corner With is head resting on his folded arms And the boy that smiled and the girl he went
And in my too A waving craziness splitting them into the jet stream of a black 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