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    "Some How Some Way" Lyrics

    Jay-Z feat. Beanie Sigel and Scarface

    [Chorus]
    (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
    Some how some way
    We gotta make it up out this life
    Some way we gotta make it up out this life

    [Jay-Z]
    Weather we dribble out this motherfucker
    Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker

    Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
    Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
    Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker
    I don't always want to be this drug dealing
    Motherfucker damn
    Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride
    Through the sky I
    Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we
    All poor getting high I
    seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing
    I received I'm from the dirt
    I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park
    Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and
    Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through
    And touch my soul take hold of my hand
    Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn

    [Chorus]

    Some how some way
    I gotta make it up out the hood someday
    Some how some way
    I gotta make it up out this life
    Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday

    [Beanie Sigel]
    [Talking:] To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you

    Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck
    Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck
    Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up
    Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck
    Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up
    Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up
    All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up
    Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up
    Then they wonder why we light green up

    Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't
    I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up
    It's my head stress to the point I get a fever
    Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids
    That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em
    For the rest of their life fucking wings fried
    Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding)
    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 them (Yeah I know)
    Thats how I feel for them
    And we gotta grip the shorties on the block
    All they do is smoke weed and drink forties
    Cop their quarties
    Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies

    [Chorus]
    Some how some way
    We gonna make it up out the hood someday
    Some how some way
    We gonna make it up out this life
    Some how some way
    We gonna make it up out the hood one day
    Some way we gonna make it up out this life

    [Scarface]
    Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed
    Another chapter based on how I get that game
    Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street
    Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep
    South-side sunny side
    Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul
    Nigga all got guns
    Over here we got this poor (?) get that there
    We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there
    Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps
    Working inside a slump house starving to death
    Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and
    Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors
    Plotting to get ya
    Situations is critic I was out here to get it
    Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it
    And holding back all the mothers for a minute
    Pumping hard dog
    Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog
    Love being willied and your creek gonna rise
    I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
    (Some how some way)
    (Some how some way)
    I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise

    [Chorus]
    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
    Some how some way
    We gotta make it up out the hood some day
    Some way we gotta make it up out this life

    [Whistling]
    This song was submitted on August 18th, 2009 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Shawn Carter, Shawn C Carter, Dwight Grant, Brad Jordan, Michael Mc Gloiry.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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    Genre:Hip-Hop
    Duration:00:03:27
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