Текст песни «Roots - Walk On»

Feat. Isaac Hayes

Yeah, as a child I used to fantasize, about the lights
Getting them all and getting mine, getting the shit they
Looking for some blessing in the sky like it's camouflage
Never had expect I'd be the greatest fan alive
Cause I come from Philly where it's and standing by
People sick of screaming at the sky hand of God
I ask myself what kind of man am I
And the person in the mirror reply, a cannon that was canonized
I should be royal like the Taunnenbaums, instead I'm so hard to analyze
I can apologize and you can only pass judgment if you're qualified
Stand strong till they call my numbers, I ain't got a heart
Mama died, closed casket, could be show her face that left for hurt in my heart
Better never be afraid, they try to tell me be strong she's in a better place
That's why the on my tears, so easy to trick, running like the interstate

my brother had to rock handcuffs after way, so they could avoid the prison break
they tell me love and hate is give and take, if I ain't know how to decision make
I'll prolly have a different faith, not that religious but I'm begging for forgiveness
for some foul business I did in the past with no witness,
and I'm I could watch it from my hands like a sickness, this is real life
very different from the motion pictures


If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe it's all that I have been
You leave my heart, the tears and the sadness,
I didn't asked for, but you gave me, oh momma

...If you throw my ass up, if you throw my ass up, if you throw my ass up,
If you throw my ass up, if you throw my ass up.