the hell I raise I'd die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe I'm a snake in the garden of bones I'm a loner in a world of clones I'm
and I wanna change too It's one thing I know, it ain't cool bein' no fool I feel different today, I don't know what else to say But I'ma get my shit
up (How I got over) First thing they teach us not to give a fuck (How I got over) That type of thinkin' can't get you nowhere (How I got over) Someone
love I go above, beyond the limit I told ya'll I'm above and beyond the gimmick I get into your head and spread like a pandemic I never put myself in a race I
[repeat 5X w/ ad libs] Doo, doo-doo, doo dooooooo (de da da, dah) Doooooooo (dah, doo da da, dah) Doooooooo (dah, doo da da, doo) Doo, doo-doo [repeat
carry the weight of my brain like a genius Knowing I'm sowing seeds, let's see whose thumb is the greenest If I said I mean it, I did it because I need
birth born hurtin' and yearnin' for certain somethings Lurkin' and murk 'em, got them turnin' this bed into a coffin Burning over passions in this passion Or more or less over
keep telling me I'm great like Gatsby Caught like a felony, you can't slide past me I'm low-key, kind of anti-flashy Then I'm OG up in a black tie classy
buck Get the money, get the money, that's what I know I'm hoping that my seeds know a little more than I know I know, I know but baby this what I know
stagnant 'Cause I can sit on my ass or just imagine The madness I did on my path and paint the canvas When I wake up, I look into the mirror I can see
Mayans I show 'em how I got the grind down like a science It sounds like a riot on hush, it's so quiet The only thing I hear is my heart, I'm inspired
I get off work, right back to work again I probably need to go ahead and have my head exam Look at how they got me on the Def Jam payment plan Well, I
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
Vertaling: The Roots. Hoe I Got Over.
: (feat. Amber Coffman, Angel Deradoorian, Haley Dekle) [repeat 5X w/ ad libs] Doo, doo-doo, doo dooooooo (de da da, dah) Doooooooo (dah, doo da da,
From birth Born hurting and yearning for certain somethings Lurking and murk them, got them turning this Bed into a coffin, burning over passions in this passion Or more or less over
