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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
JAY-Z
Stimme und Gesang
Beanie Sigel
Stimme und Gesang
Jermaine Jackson
Sampling-Künstler:in
Scarface
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Shawn Carter
Songwriter:in
Michael McGloiry
Songwriter:in
Dwight Grant
Songwriter:in
Brad Jordan
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Just Blaze
Produzent:in
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mischtechniker:in
Shane "Bermuda" Woodley
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tony Dawsey
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
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 the hood some day
Some way, we gotta make it up out this life
[Verse 2]
Whether we dribble out this mother****
Rap metaphors and riddle out this mother****
Work second floors, hospital out this mother****
Some how we gotta get up out this mother****
Some day the cops'll kill a mother****
I don't always wanna be this **** mother****, 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 ****, I
Seen the worst of the worst, I deserve every blessing
I received I'm from the dirt
I, planted my seed on infertile 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
[Verse 3]
Some how some way
I gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some way, I gotta make it up out the hood someday
[Verse 4]
(To Lil' Nell, Sigel Street, I ain't forget you)
Twenty **** 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
**** fighting over ****, the young boys light things up
All the petty ass wars **** the night scene up
Remember Lil' Eddie draw, man, how he light mean up
[Verse 5]
Then they wonder why we light ****
Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't, I lean up
Ain't the L or the **** 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 **** gotta feed 'em
For the rest of their life
**** wings, fried vegetable rice (Gotta be kidding)
[Verse 6]
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 'em (Yeah, I know)
That's how I feel for 'em
And we gotta grip of shorties on the block
All they do is smoke **** and drink 40's, cop their lower ****
Enough to get the latest ROC, newest ****, and old Jordie's
[Verse 7]
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 8]
Right here another little 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 passerby's play my sweep
South Side, Sunny Side
Blocks I run, South Vegas, South Paul
**** all got ****
Over here we got this cold salad, get that there
We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that now
[Verse 9]
**** sittin' in the livin' room guardin' the steps
Workin' inside a smoke house starving to death
Serving these **** **** **** in zippers
Agents snappin' you're picture
Neighbors plottin' to get ya
[Verse 10]
Situation is critic
I was out here to get it
Livin' it like a savage 'cause **** I gotta have it
Holdin' back on the mother**** for a minute, pumpin' hard, dawg
Erase enough to walk it down and **** it all, y'all
Lord bein' willin' and you're creek gonna rise
I'ma be a **** and these streets gon' rise
(Some how some way)
(Some how some way)
I'ma be a **** and these streets gon' rise
(Some how some way)
[Verse 11]
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
[Verse 12]
We ride
Come on now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Brad Jordan, Dwight Grant, Michael McGloiry, Shawn Carter