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Monday, 23 October 2017
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Mos Def - Songtexte


Black On Both Sides - Album




Habitat


 







(Chorus)





We all got to have a place where we come from


This place that we come from is called home


We set out on our travels we do the best we can


We travel this big earth as we roam





We all got to have a place where we come from


This place that we come from is called home


And even though we may love this place on the map


Said it ain't where ya from it's where ya at





(verse one)


I come up in the street around some real wild brothers


With more than one name and more than one baby mother


More than one chase, been on more than one run


Got more than one enemy and more than one gun


*Speaks foreign language*


While these cats that's less privileged is just more raw


Less space cause the projects laced with more flaws


Less sleep cause the nights ain't peace, it's more war


The can is raw like thirsty, rainy season thunder claps


On the block with your old pop pleading number act


To the spot with the red top fiends is huddled at


To the crib where the little kids spend their summers trapped


With the jungle cats, lions and tigers, leopards and cheetahs


For gazelle you get chased like a zebra, they blaze cheeba-cheeba


And dominate the weaker on the street


Hungry bellies only love what they eat and it's hard to compete


When they smile with your heart in they teeth


And the odds is stacked high beyond and beneath


Son i been plenty places in my life and time


And regardless where home is, son home is mine





(chorus)





Some people live out in-New York City


Some people live out in-Atlanta


Some people got to live-Chicago


Some people do live-Miami


All my people at-California


And other people got to live-London


And everybody got to live in the whole big world


Together just you and me





(verse two)


When i think of home, my remembrance of my beginning


Laundromat helping ma dukes fold the bed linen


Chillin in front my building with my brother and them


Spending nights in Bushwick with my cousins and them


Wise town and Beat Street, federal relief


Slowly melting in the morning grits we used to eat


Sticking to your teeth and teeth is hard to keep


With every flavor Now & Later only a dime apiece


Old timers on the bench playing cards and thangs


Telling tales about they used to be involved in things


Start to drinking, talking loud, cussing up and showing out


On the phone, call the cops, pick'em up, move'em out


And it's all too common to start wildin


I'm a pirate on an island seeking treasure known as silence


And it's hard to find


Block parties in dark lobbies


Funeral homes packed but only dark bodies


I can't sleep hardly, stirred up like Bob Marley


Marley Marl played the symphony, remember we recall


Son i been to many places in my space and time


and whatever my home is, son home is mine.





(chorus)










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