Sesame Street Lyrics by Goodie Mob Featuring Sleepy Brown

Sesame Street Lyrics

    Sometimes words are enough to kill over
    Thanksgiving didn't give
    So what should i hope for
    I keep on looking fo job
    But job seems not to like me
    What else my doors kick off the hedges
    Somebody just fill they christmas list
    Off me and tha family
    And damn i just miss them
    Felt like i've been raped
    A figures been through my drawers
    Always read tha times in between tha black
    Spent my summers in that country
    So i consider myself a jack
    Some left this world by putting bullets in they head
    But little johnnie across the street
    Hung hisself from his bunk-bed
    Had to go to court in tha mornin'
    Nothing hard about it
    My little partner was just scared
    How scared gipp that scared

    When i was b-gee
    Used to think i couldn't be hit
    None of my homies carried guns
    All i had was a stick
    Coming out hard was the way from day one
    One of the smallest muthafuckers in the crew
    But you knew and feel the type of niggas that kill
    Be the ones that's out to prove something
    To them other niggers cause
    They already know the outcome
    What's going down at the party
    So many fine hoes nobody knows why
    We buck, i guess we up in a rut
    Looking for but at the same time
    Up in the flame supporting girls up in the game
    Out to get a piece of what the system
    Has designed black folks to struggle for
    So i bust, so much to deal with
    Can't feel what's real from fake
    For my sake i stay close to home
    So them crackers don't take and
    Never give back to my hood
    In desperate need of change
    Be this way to
    We arrage it to be fit me
    Growing up on sesame street

    Can you feel, what i feel?
    Can you hear, what i hear?
    Can you see what i see?
    When ma feet hit the streets
    What chu know?
    What chu know?
    About sesame street?

    Georgia power wants to put me in the dark
    But one spark
    I see sammy streak to ma spot
    In this red fred sanford truck undercover
    But he geela folks fo da class "a" substances narcotics
    Ole shought stopping ask?
    Can be "shock-ca-locka"?
    Um to mad to be scared
    So for the price if you go it
    Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
    An arm and a leg i'd be lying if i say i ain't
    Need no help, can't do it by myself
    It's raining sesame
    Cause it's only so much time left in this crazy world
    Mates in prison guards life with a hamma
    So excuse ma grammar
    Behind the walls of atlanta, federal penn
    The tait on "fred stock" the cell blox wit no c.o.'s
    Equipped with radios

    The system is fraud and the security camera
    Now have we an eyeball on it yet
    The second stage denied
    I wonder if i get another trial

    Remember me from way back in the days
    Lived right around the corner from benjamin mays
    I'm amazed that we made it this far
    A po black family is all that we are
    Wishing upon a star
    For a trace of happiness
    My mama do her best but she ain't making no progresss
    Maybe it's a test that we all gotta pass
    My situations making me grow too fast
    13 and a half years old standing at the bus stop
    Alone in the cold on my way to be degraded
    For a fee to help get my family off this streeet called sesame

    Can you feel, what i feel?
    Can you hear, what i hear?
    Can you see what i see?
    When ma feet hit the streets
    What chu know?
    What chu know?
    About sesame street?

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