Something In The Way Of Things (In Town) - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics

Song	Something In The Way Of Things (In Town) - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist	The Roots
Album	Phrenology
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	作曲 : A.P. Thompson
	(feat. Amiri Baraka)
	In town [repeat 3X]
	Something in the way of things
	Something that will quit and won't start
	Something you know but can't stand
	Can't know get along with
	Like death
	Riding on top of the car peering through the windshield for his cue
	Something entirely fictitious and true
	That creeps across your path hallowing your evil ways
	Like they were yourself passing yourself not smiling
	The dead guy you saw me talking to is your boss
	I tried to put a spell on him but his spirit is illiterate
	I know things you know and nothing you don't know 'cept
	I saw something in the way of things
	Something grinning at me and
	I wanted to know, was it funny?
	Was it so funny it followed me down the street
	Greeting everybody like the good humor man
	But an they got the taste of good humor but no ice cream
	It was like dat
	Me talking across people into the houses
	And not seeing the beings crowding around me with ice picks
	You could see them
	But they looked like important
	Negroes on the way to your funeral
	Looked like important jiggaboos on the way to your auction
	And let them chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth
	Remember Steppen
	Fetchit Remember
	Steppen Fetchit how we laughed
	An all your
	Sunday school images giving flesh and giggling
	With the ice pick high off his head
	Made ya laugh anyway
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	That's why
	I say the things
	I do, you know it
	But its something else to you
	Like that job
	This morning when you got there and it was quiet
	And the machines were yearning soft behind you
	Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life
	Standin' there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
	My mistake is
	I kept sayin' "that was proof that God didn't exist"
	And you told me, "nah, it was proof that the devil do"
	But still, its like
	I see something
	I hear things
	I saw words in the white boy's lying rag said he was gonna die poor and frustrated
	That them dreams walk which you 'cross town
	S'gonna die from over work
	There's garbage on the street that's tellin' you you ain't shit
	And you almost believe it
	Broke and mistaken all the time
	You know some of the words but they ain't the right ones
	Your cable back on but ain't nothin' you can see
	But I see something in the way of things
	Something to make us stumble
	Something get us drunk from noise and addicted to sadness
	I see something and feel something stalking us
	Like and ugly thing floating at our back calling us names
	You see it and hear it too
	But you say it got a right to exist just like you and if
	God made it
	But then we got to argue
	And the light gon' come down around us
	Even though we remember where the (light or mic) is
	Remember the
	Negro squinting at us through the cage
	You seen what
	I see too?
	The smile that ain't a smile but teeth flying against our necks
	You see something too but can't call its name
	Ain't it too bad y'all said
	Ain't it too bad, such a nice boy always kind to his motha
	Always say good morning to everybody on his way to work
	But that last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad
	I seen him walkin' toward his house and he wasn't smiling
	And he didn't even say hello
	But I knew he'd seen something
	Something in the way of things that it worked on him like it do in will
	And he kept marching faster and faster away from us
	And never even muttered a word
	Then the next day he was gone
	You wanna know what
	You wanna know what
	I'm talkin' about
	Sayin' "I seen something in the way of things"
	And how the boys face looked that day just before they took him away
	The is? in that face and remember now, remember all them other faces
	And all the many places you've seen him or the sister with his child
	Wandering up the street
	Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a second recognize
	The face, your own face
	Straining to get out from behind the glass
	Open your mouth like you was gon' say somethin'
	Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like
	Now, don't you see something else
	Something cold and ugly
	Not invisible but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man
	Squatting by the drug store at the corner
	With is head resting uneasily on his folded arms
	And the boy that smiled and the girl he went with
	And in my eyes too
	A waving craziness splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird
	Wit his ass on fire
	Or the solom
	NOTness of where we go to know we gonna be happy
	I seen something
	I SEEN something
	And you seen it too
	You seen it too
	You just can't call it's name name name name name name name

	zuo qu : A. P. Thompson
	feat. Amiri Baraka
	In town repeat 3X
	Something in the way of things
	Something that will quit and won' t start
	Something you know but can' t stand
	Can' t know get along with
	Like death
	Riding on top of the car peering through the windshield for his cue
	Something entirely fictitious and true
	That creeps across your path hallowing your evil ways
	Like they were yourself passing yourself not smiling
	The dead guy you saw me talking to is your boss
	I tried to put a spell on him but his spirit is illiterate
	I know things you know and nothing you don' t know ' cept
	I saw something in the way of things
	Something grinning at me and
	I wanted to know, was it funny?
	Was it so funny it followed me down the street
	Greeting everybody like the good humor man
	But an they got the taste of good humor but no ice cream
	It was like dat
	Me talking across people into the houses
	And not seeing the beings crowding around me with ice picks
	You could see them
	But they looked like important
	Negroes on the way to your funeral
	Looked like important jiggaboos on the way to your auction
	And let them chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth
	Remember Steppen
	Fetchit Remember
	Steppen Fetchit how we laughed
	An all your
	Sunday school images giving flesh and giggling
	With the ice pick high off his head
	Made ya laugh anyway
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	That' s why
	I say the things
	I do, you know it
	But its something else to you
	Like that job
	This morning when you got there and it was quiet
	And the machines were yearning soft behind you
	Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life
	Standin' there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
	My mistake is
	I kept sayin' " that was proof that God didn' t exist"
	And you told me, " nah, it was proof that the devil do"
	But still, its like
	I see something
	I hear things
	I saw words in the white boy' s lying rag said he was gonna die poor and frustrated
	That them dreams walk which you ' cross town
	S' gonna die from over work
	There' s garbage on the street that' s tellin' you you ain' t shit
	And you almost believe it
	Broke and mistaken all the time
	You know some of the words but they ain' t the right ones
	Your cable back on but ain' t nothin' you can see
	But I see something in the way of things
	Something to make us stumble
	Something get us drunk from noise and addicted to sadness
	I see something and feel something stalking us
	Like and ugly thing floating at our back calling us names
	You see it and hear it too
	But you say it got a right to exist just like you and if
	God made it
	But then we got to argue
	And the light gon' come down around us
	Even though we remember where the light or mic is
	Remember the
	Negro squinting at us through the cage
	You seen what
	I see too?
	The smile that ain' t a smile but teeth flying against our necks
	You see something too but can' t call its name
	Ain' t it too bad y' all said
	Ain' t it too bad, such a nice boy always kind to his motha
	Always say good morning to everybody on his way to work
	But that last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad
	I seen him walkin' toward his house and he wasn' t smiling
	And he didn' t even say hello
	But I knew he' d seen something
	Something in the way of things that it worked on him like it do in will
	And he kept marching faster and faster away from us
	And never even muttered a word
	Then the next day he was gone
	You wanna know what
	You wanna know what
	I' m talkin' about
	Sayin' " I seen something in the way of things"
	And how the boys face looked that day just before they took him away
	The is? in that face and remember now, remember all them other faces
	And all the many places you' ve seen him or the sister with his child
	Wandering up the street
	Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn' t for a second recognize
	The face, your own face
	Straining to get out from behind the glass
	Open your mouth like you was gon' say somethin'
	Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like
	Now, don' t you see something else
	Something cold and ugly
	Not invisible but blended with the shadow crisscrossing the old man
	Squatting by the drug store at the corner
	With is head resting uneasily on his folded arms
	And the boy that smiled and the girl he went with
	And in my eyes too
	A waving craziness splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird
	Wit his ass on fire
	Or the solom
	NOTness of where we go to know we gonna be happy
	I seen something
	I SEEN something
	And you seen it too
	You seen it too
	You just can' t call it' s name name name name name name name

	zuò qǔ : A. P. Thompson
	feat. Amiri Baraka
	In town repeat 3X
	Something in the way of things
	Something that will quit and won' t start
	Something you know but can' t stand
	Can' t know get along with
	Like death
	Riding on top of the car peering through the windshield for his cue
	Something entirely fictitious and true
	That creeps across your path hallowing your evil ways
	Like they were yourself passing yourself not smiling
	The dead guy you saw me talking to is your boss
	I tried to put a spell on him but his spirit is illiterate
	I know things you know and nothing you don' t know ' cept
	I saw something in the way of things
	Something grinning at me and
	I wanted to know, was it funny?
	Was it so funny it followed me down the street
	Greeting everybody like the good humor man
	But an they got the taste of good humor but no ice cream
	It was like dat
	Me talking across people into the houses
	And not seeing the beings crowding around me with ice picks
	You could see them
	But they looked like important
	Negroes on the way to your funeral
	Looked like important jiggaboos on the way to your auction
	And let them chant the number and use an ivory pointer to count your teeth
	Remember Steppen
	Fetchit Remember
	Steppen Fetchit how we laughed
	An all your
	Sunday school images giving flesh and giggling
	With the ice pick high off his head
	Made ya laugh anyway
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	I can see something in the way of our selves
	That' s why
	I say the things
	I do, you know it
	But its something else to you
	Like that job
	This morning when you got there and it was quiet
	And the machines were yearning soft behind you
	Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life
	Standin' there bein' dissed and broke and troubled
	My mistake is
	I kept sayin' " that was proof that God didn' t exist"
	And you told me, " nah, it was proof that the devil do"
	But still, its like
	I see something
	I hear things
	I saw words in the white boy' s lying rag said he was gonna die poor and frustrated
	That them dreams walk which you ' cross town
	S' gonna die from over work
	There' s garbage on the street that' s tellin' you you ain' t shit
	And you almost believe it
	Broke and mistaken all the time
	You know some of the words but they ain' t the right ones
	Your cable back on but ain' t nothin' you can see
	But I see something in the way of things
	Something to make us stumble
	Something get us drunk from noise and addicted to sadness
	I see something and feel something stalking us
	Like and ugly thing floating at our back calling us names
	You see it and hear it too
	But you say it got a right to exist just like you and if
	God made it
	But then we got to argue
	And the light gon' come down around us
	Even though we remember where the light or mic is
	Remember the
	Negro squinting at us through the cage
	You seen what
	I see too?
	The smile that ain' t a smile but teeth flying against our necks
	You see something too but can' t call its name
	Ain' t it too bad y' all said
	Ain' t it too bad, such a nice boy always kind to his motha
	Always say good morning to everybody on his way to work
	But that last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad
	I seen him walkin' toward his house and he wasn' t smiling
	And he didn' t even say hello
	But I knew he' d seen something
	Something in the way of things that it worked on him like it do in will
	And he kept marching faster and faster away from us
	And never even muttered a word
	Then the next day he was gone
	You wanna know what
	You wanna know what
	I' m talkin' about
	Sayin' " I seen something in the way of things"
	And how the boys face looked that day just before they took him away
	The is? in that face and remember now, remember all them other faces
	And all the many places you' ve seen him or the sister with his child
	Wandering up the street
	Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn' t for a second recognize
	The face, your own face
	Straining to get out from behind the glass
	Open your mouth like you was gon' say somethin'
	Close your eyes and remember what you saw and what it made you feel like
	Now, don' t you see something else
	Something cold and ugly
	Not invisible but blended with the shadow crisscrossing the old man
	Squatting by the drug store at the corner
	With is head resting uneasily on his folded arms
	And the boy that smiled and the girl he went with
	And in my eyes too
	A waving craziness splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird
	Wit his ass on fire
	Or the solom
	NOTness of where we go to know we gonna be happy
	I seen something
	I SEEN something
	And you seen it too
	You seen it too
	You just can' t call it' s name name name name name name name

Something In The Way Of Things (In Town) - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics

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