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Chorus:(Black Thought: 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, C'mon baby)That type of thinking can't get you nowhere (Oh ??)Someone has to care.Verse 2:How I got overWhere the people come apartDon't nobody care about chaOnly thing you got is God.Out here in these streetsIf you get down on your luckYou can stand upWith a hand downBut nobody give a fuck.Out here in these streetsEvery man is for himselfThey Ain't helpin' noone elseIt's a hazard to your health.Livin' life in these cold streets.(Hey) Whose worryin' 'bout cha babeWhen you wiln'(?) out?Runnin' around in these streets.Letras de cancionesChorus:Out on the streetsWhere I grew up (How I got over)First thing they teach us:Not to give a fuck. (How I got over)That type of thinking can't get you nowhere (How I got over)Someone has to care. (Ya)Verse 2:When you on the corners too much dramaLivin' with the police right behind ja'It's always more than a slight remindaWe livin' in a war zone like Rwanda.Before I go back to the heavenly fathaPray for me if it ain't too much botha.Whatever don't break me or make me strongaI 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 uninspiredWe unadmiredAnd tired and sick of being sick and tired.A living in the hood where the shots are firedWe dyin' to live, so to live we dyin'.You just like I am.[How I Got Over Lyrics On http://www.elyricsworld.com/ ]Chorus: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 thinking can't get you nowhere (Ya, somebody, somewhere)Someone has to care. (Somebody's gotta care)Verse 3:And I swear it isn't fairIn suspended animationWe ain't tryin' to go nowhere.Out here in these streetsWe're so young and all aloneWe ain't even old enough to realize we're on our own.Livin' life in these hard streetsWhere it's like they lost their mindIs there anyway to find?are we runnin' out of time out here?Listen, heyWho's worryin' about cha babeWhen you wiln'(?) out?Runnin' 'round in these streets.Chorus: x3Out 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 thinking can't get you nowhere (Ya, somebody, somewhere)Someone has to...Out on the streetsWhere I grew upFirst thing they teach us:Not to give a fuckThat type of thinking can't get you nowhereSomeone has to care. From Letras Mania