How I Got Over

Uh, uh Uh, uh-huh Out in the streets where I grew up First thing they teach us, not to give a fuck That type of thinking can't get you nowhere Someone has to care How I got over where the people come apart Don't nobody care about you; 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 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 whylin' out, runnin' 'round in these streets? Out in the streets where I grew up (how I got over) First thing they teach us 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 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 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 Out on the streets where I grew up (how I got over) First thing they teach us 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 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 Livin' life in these hard streets Where it's like they lost they mind Is there anyway to find Are we runnin' out of time out here? Listen Hey, who's worryin' 'bout you, babe When you whylin' out, runnin' 'round in these streets? Out on the streets where I grew up (how I got over) First thing they teach us 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 Out in the streets where I grew up First thing they teach us, not to give a fuck That type of thinking can't get you nowhere Someone has to care Out in the streets where I grew up First thing they teach us, not to give a fuck That type of thinking can't get you nowhere Someone has to care Out in the streets where I grew up First thing they teach us, not to give a fuck That type of thinking can't get you nowhere Someone has to care --- How I Got Over - The Roots