Sunday, December 29, 2019

Jay Z - Some How Some Way

[Chorus: Jay-Z]

Please believe that, some how some way

We gotta make it up out the hood some day

Some how some way

We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon

Some how some way

We gotta make it up out this life

Some way, we gotta make it up out this life


[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Whether we dribble out this motherfucker

Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker

Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker

Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker

Some day the cops'll kill a muh'fucker

I don't always wanna be this drug dealing muh'fucker, damn

Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride

Through the sky, I

Used to play the hall and fifth floor, me and my boys

We all poor getting high, I

Seen the worst of the worst, I deserve every blessing

I received I'm from the dirt

I, planted my seed on unfertile land

Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand, and

Still I grew, some how I knew that the sun'll shine through, and

Touch my soul, take hold of my hand

Look man, a tree grows in Brooklyn


[Chorus: Jay-Z]

Some how some way

I gotta make it up out the hood someday

Some how some way

I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon

Some way, I gotta make it up out this hood someday


[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]

(To Lil' Nell, Sigel Street, I ain't forget you)

Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck

Nosey neighbors and haters keep they face on stuck

Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up

Moms smoke, kids can't chase the ice cream truck

Girls fighting over rope, the young boys hype things up

Niggas fighting over coke, the young boys light things up

All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up

'member Lil' Eddie draw, man how he light mean up

Then they wonder why we light green up

Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't, I lean up

Ain't the L or the reefer that steam up (that steam up)

It's my head and I'm stressed to the point I get a fever

Thinking 'bout the block and all the mothers and kids

That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed 'em

For the rest of their life

Fucking wings, fried vegetable rice (gotta be kidding)

No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night

Our kids eating lunch at night

In their beds all bunched in tight

No less than three or four (you know how it go)

Two by the foot two by the headboard

Man I'm getting scared for them (yeah I know)

That's how I feel for them

And we gotta grip of shorties on the block

All they do is smoke weed and drink forties, cop their quarties

Enough to get the latest ROC, newest Glock, and old Jordies


[Chorus: Beanie Sigel]

Some how some way

We gon' make it up out this hood one day

Some how some way

We gon' make it up out this life, yeah

And some how some way

We gon' make it up out the hood one day

Some way, we gon' make it up out this life


[Verse 3: Scarface]

Right here another lil' story 'bout this clique I claimed

Got another chapter based on how I get that game

Just hanging round my neighborhood, bang my street

Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep

South-side, Sunnyside

Is the blocks I run, South Acres, South Park

Nigga all got guns

Over here we got this code Charlie, get that there

We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that now

Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps

Working inside a smoke house starving to death

Serving these niggas flippers, quarter-ounces and jippers

Agents snapping your picture

Neighbors plotting to get ya

Situations is critic

I was out here be getting it

Living it like a savage 'cause nigga I gotta have it

They holding back on a motherfucker, I'm in it for the haul, dog

Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all y'all

Lord be willing and the creek don't rise

I'ma be a nigga and these streets gon' rise

(Some how some way)

(Some how some way)

I'ma be a nigga and these streets gon' rise

(Some how some way)


[Chorus: Jay-Z]

Some how some way

We gotta make it up out the hood some day

Some how some way

We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon

Some how some way

We gotta make it up out the hood some day

Some way, we gotta make it up out this life


[Whistling outro]

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