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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tariq Trotter
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Grenhart
Komponist:in
Richard Friedrich
Komponist:in
Ahmir Thompson
Komponist:in
Hunter Torosian
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Karl B. Jenkins
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jon Smeltz
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Rick Friedrick
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Jeremy Grenhart
Produzent:in
Montez Roberts
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Jason Goldstein
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Karl "Dice Raw" Jenkins
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Questlove
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Richard Nichols
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Steve Mandell
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Letras
[Verse 1]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to care
[Verse 2]
How I got over
Where the people come apart
Don't nobody care about ya
Only thing you got is God
Out here in these streets
If you get down on your luck
You can stand out with a hand out
But nobody give a fuck
[Verse 3]
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, who's worryin' 'bout you, babe
When you wilin' out
Runnin' 'round in these streets?
[Verse 4]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
How I got over
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
How I got over
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
How I got over
Someone has to care
[Verse 5]
Yo, when you on the corner, it's too much drama
Livin' with the police right behind ya
It's always more than a slight reminder
We livin' in a war zone like Rwanda
Before I go back to the Heavenly Father
Pray for me if it ain't too much bother
Whatever don't break me or make me stronger
I feel like I can't take too much longer
[Verse 6]
It's too much lyin' and too much flyin'
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 un-admired
And tired and sick of being sick and tired
Of livin' in the hood where the shots are fired
We dyin' to live, so to live, we dyin'
You just like I am
[Verse 7]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
How I got over
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
How I got over
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Somebody, somewhere
Someone has to care
Somebody's gotta care
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
Livin' life in these hard streets
Where it's like they lost their mind
Is there anywhere to find?
Are we runnin' out of time out here?
Listen, hey, who's worryin' 'bout you, babe
When you wilin' out
Runnin' 'round in these streets?
[Verse 10]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
How I got over
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
How I got over
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Somebody, somewhere
Someone has to
[Verse 11]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to
[Verse 12]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to
[Verse 13]
Out on the streets, where I grew up
First thing they teach you is not to give a fuck
That type of thinking can't get you nowhere
Someone has to care
Written by: Ahmir K. Thompson, Hunter Torosian, Jeremy Grenhart, Karl Jenkins, Richard Friedrich, Tarik L Collins, Tariq Trotter