JAY-Z, Beanie Sigel, Scarface - Some How Some Way lyrics

Please believe that, some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some way we gotta make it up out this life

Whether we dribble out this motherfucker
Rap metaphors and riddle
Out this motherfucker work second floors
Hospital out this motherfucker
Some how we gotta get
Up out this motherfucker
Some day the cops'll kill a muh'fucker
I don't always wanna be
This drug dealing muh'fucker, damn
Wish I could take us all
On this magic carpet ride through the sky
I, used to play the hall and fifth floor
Me and my boys, we all poor, getting high


I, seen the worst of the worst
I deserve every blessing I received
I'm from the dirt
I, planted my seed on unfertile land
Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand
And, still I grew some how I knew that the
Sun'll shine through and
Touch my soul, take hold of my hand
Look man, a tree grows in Brooklyn

Some how, some way
I gotta make it up out the hood someday
Some how, some way
I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some way
I gotta make it up out this hood some day

To Lil' Nell, Sigel Street
I ain't forget you
Twenty niggas on the block
Tryna chase that buck
Nosey neighbors and haters keep
They face on stuck
Cops roll up on the pavement
Break the dice games up moms smoke
Kids can't chase the ice cream truck
Girls fighting over rope
The young boys hype things up
Niggas fighting over coke
The young boys light things up
All the petty ass wars fuck
The night scene up
'Member Lil' Eddie draw, man
How he light Mean up?
Then they wonder why we light green up
Back to back steam up, try
To relax but I can't, i lean up
Ain't the L or the reefer that steam up
(That steam up)
It's my head and I'm stressed to
The point I get a fever
Thinking 'bout the block and all
The mothers and kids
That can't leave and how the
Chinks gotta feed 'em
For the rest of they life
Fucking wings, fried vegetable rice
Gotta be kidding, no breakfast
Cap'n Crunch at night
How the kids eating lunch at night?
In they beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four
You know how it go, two by the foot
Two by the headboard
Man I'm getting scared for them (yeah I know)
That's how I feel for them
We gotta grip of shorties on the block
All they do is smoke weed and drink 40s
Cop they lil quarties
Enough to get the latest Roc, newest Glock
Old Jordies

Some how, some way
We gon' make it up out this hood one day
Some how, some way
We gon' make it up out this life, yeah
And some how, some way
We gon' make it up out the hood one day
Some way we gon' make it up out this life

Right here's another lil' story 'bout
This clique I claimed
Another chapter based on how I get that game
Just hanging round my neighborhood
Bang my street
Sit and watch the passerbys play my sweep
Southside, Sunnyside is the blocks I run
South Acres, South Park, niggas all got guns
Over here we got this code Charlie
Get that there
We know tomorrow ain't a promise
So we get that now
Fuck sitting in the living room
Guarding the steps
Working inside a smoke house
Starving to death
Serving these niggas flippers
Quarter-ounces and jippers
Agents snapping your picture
Neighbors plotting to get ya
Situations a critic
I was out here be getting it
Living it like a savage 'cause
Nigga I gotta have it
They holding back on a motherfucker
I'm in it for the haul dawg
Erase enough to walk it down
And fuck it all y'all
The Lord be a-willing and
The creek don't rise
I'ma be a nigga and these streets gon' rise
(Some how, some way, some how, some way)
I'ma be a nigga and these streets gon' rise
(Some how, some way)

Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some way we gotta make it up out this life