How I Got Over (Explicit) - The Roots

Uh ha uh ha

Out on the streets

Where I grew up

Ah hah

First thing they teach us

Not to give a f**k

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

Someone has to care

How I got over where the people come apart

Don't nobody care about cha

Only thing you got is God

Out here in these streets

If you get down on your luck

You can stand up with a hand down

But nobody give a f**k

Out here in these streets

Every man is for himself

They ain't helpin' no one else

It's a hazard to your health

Livin' life in these cold streets

(Hey)

Whose worryin' 'bout cha babe

When you wiln out

Runnin' around in these streets

Out on the streets where I grew up

(How I got over)

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

(How I got over)

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

(How I got over)

Someone has to care

When you on the corners too much drama

Livin' with the police right behind ja'

It's always more than a slight reminda

We livin' in a war zone like Rwanda

Before I go back to the heavenly Fatha

Pray for me if it ain't too much botha

Whatever don't break me or make me stronga

I feel like I can't take too much longa

It's too much lyin' and too much fryin'

I'm all cried out 'cause I grew up cryin'

They all got a sales pitch I ain't buyin'

They tryin' to convince me that I ain't tryin'

We uninspired we unadmired

And tired and sick of being sick and tired

A living in the hood where the shots are fired

We dyin' to live so to live we dyin'

You just like I am

Out on the streets

(Uh)

Where I grew up

(How I got over)

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

(How I got over)

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

(Ya somebody somewhere)

Someone has to care

(Somebody's gotta care)

And I swear it isn't fair in suspended animation

We ain't tryin' to go nowhere out here in these streets

We're so young and all alone

We ain't even old enough to realize

We're on our own

Livin' life in these hard streets

Where it's like they lost their mind

Is there anyway to find are

We runnin' out of time out here

Listen hey who's worryin' about cha babe

When you wiln out

Runnin' 'round in these streets

Out on the streets

(Uh)

Where I grew up

(How I got over)

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

(How I got over)

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

(Ya somebody somewhere)

Someone has to

Out on the streets

Where I grew up

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

Someone has to

Out on the streets

Where I grew up

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

Someone has to

Out on the streets where I grew up

First thing they teach us not to give a f**k

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere

Someone has to care