Roots - Glitches (feat. Amel Larrieux) lyrics

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Chorus [Amel Larrieux]<br />

You live, you die<br />

And spend the years in between asking the question<br />

Why you've been through what you been<br />

You lose, you win<br />

You even pay for other sins<br />

But you must always adore the skin you are in<br />

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[Black Thought]<br />

I woke up and it was pouring down rain<br />

I put my head on, it really wasn't no thing<br />

One of them days I was feeling immune to the pain<br />

Threw on, Alice Coltrane, smoked and sang<br />

And wrote this flame compused to the rhythm of the droplets<br />

And went whispering simliar to gossip<br />

The kick slapping at the window glass<br />

Slow down the globe so it don't spin too fast<br />

Because, I been running like a river since<br />

The age of my early innocence<br />

It just made me ambitious<br />

My grams used to tell me "Man listen,<br />

If you can't burn, don't step into the kitchen"<br />

You muscle your turn, the laws of the land viscious<br />

We gotta stick to the plan, which is<br />

Pursuing true riches, whether we trade stock or wash dishes<br />

Throughout setbacks and few glitches<br />

The Big Picture's the focus, fuckin being hopeless<br />

Or helpless, we not selfish so we wrote this<br />

Give it to ya, make you feel good<br />

Know what I'm talkin about? C'mon<br />

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Chorus<br />

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[Black Thought]<br />

Yo from the parquet floors to the fifty foot ceiling<br />

I pull the heavy black curtain back, now revealing<br />

The sun beneath the velvet, and like it was mine<br />

No one elses, embracing the beams yo, I felt it<br />

And stood there, feeling it, getting charged<br />

Turn me loose upon the streets, a young poet at large<br />

Out in the world, up against tremendous odds<br />

Some'll let it break em and throw in they cards<br />

But my squad remain focus when we goin for ours<br />

And we don't, do it for chains or do it for cars<br />

And we don't, do it for lames or do it for broads<br />

And we don't, do it for fame, we do it because<br />

It's for the young black gifted mind<br />

Living the story of the most twisted kind<br />

Turbulent times swirled around they dome like a turban<br />

It gets disturbing, feelin alone in the urban<br />

But maintain ya grip for just a little bit<br />

I'd tell you it's all good but that's bullshit<br />

Let's just try to feel good, yeah...know what I'm talkin bout<br />

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[Amel Larrieux]<br />

A spirit knows we're meant to blow<br />

A ? rose by the seat of your soul<br />

You past it all and seeds your soul<br />

Are destined to grow even after you go<br />

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