How I Got Over Lyrics - How I Got Over - The Roots

(Uh, ha, huh, uh, ha, huh) 

Out on the streets 

(Yeah) 

Where I grew up 

(Ah, hah) 

First thing they teach us 

(Uh) 

Not to give a fuck 

(Yeah, come on, baby) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(Oh) 

Someone has to care 

How I got over where the people come apart? 

Don't nobody care about cha, only thing you got is God 

Out here in these streets if you get down on your luck 

You can stand up with a hand down but nobody give a fuck 

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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) 

Whose worryin' 'bout cha, babe 

When you wiln'[unverified] out? 

Runnin' around in these streets 

Out on the streets where I grew up 

(How I got over) 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

(How I got over) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(How I got over) 

Someone has to care 

(Ya) 

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When you on the corners too much drama 

Livin' with the police right behind ja' 

It's always more than a slight reminda 

We livin' in a war zone like Rwanda 

Before I go back to the heavenly Fatha 

Pray for me if it ain't too much botha 

Whatever don't break me or make me stronga 

I feel like I can't take too much longa 

It's too much lyin' and too much fryin' 

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 unadmired 

And tired and sick of being sick and tired 

A living 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 

(Uh) 

Where I grew up 

(How I got over) 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

(How I got over) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(Ya, 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 their mind 

Is there anyway to find? are we runnin' out of time out here? 

Listen, hey, who's worryin' about cha, babe 

When you wiln' [unverified] out? 

Runnin' 'round in these streets 

Out on the streets 

(Uh) 

Where I grew up 

(How I got over) 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

(How I got over) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(Ya, somebody, somewhere) 

Someone has to 

Out on the streets 

(Uh) 

Where I grew up 

(How I got over) 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

(How I got over) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(Ya, somebody, somewhere) 

Someone has to 

Out on the streets 

(Uh) 

Where I grew up 

(How I got over) 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

(How I got over) 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

(Ya, somebody, somewhere) 

Someone has to 

Out on the streets where I grew up 

First thing they teach us not to give a fuck 

That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere 

Someone has to care