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Les paroles de Habitat
| | | Artiste: | Mos Def |
| | Album: | Black on Both Sides | | Titre: | Habitat | | | | Date d'ajout: | 18/10/2007 | | Vues: | 158 fois | | | | Paroles: | 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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