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Brother Ali
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Tight Rope
作词：Jason Newman
Frigid frozen Minnesota, chip on his shoulder
Sick sleepin' on a pissy sofa
Unwanted visitor in a different culture
Missin' home and he can't go their civil warin'
Listen solider, forget gettin' over
Prison state around the corner, homeless is even closer
Kids with similar skin color still don't wantcha
Spit and insult ya 'cause they been here longer
He leave his crib, he's guaranteed the pigs approach ya
Where ya goin', where ya from, any weapons on ya?
Your family is stressed out, you're gettin' older
You don't live the way they did back in Somalia
It's extra difficult to be a daughter
Tryin' to keep it modest with the sinners all around you
Where the wrong garment, your parents get an ulcer
If you wrap it up, the other children pickin' on you
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Holidays and you know what the business is
You get two birthdays and two Christmases
Older you get you resent how sick it is
They're tryin' to cover their guilt with the gifts they give
Bounce from his house to her house
Too bad that marriage didn't work out
Now you don't have your house
Daddy fightin' mommy, they both tell me they love me
If I get too close to one, the other one start actin' funny
Ma went and had a baby with a different dad
You act happy to please 'em but you are really sad
Seein' first hand that family that you will never have
Plus you ain't no real brother, you're just a half
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Gotta pick up the pieces and move on
Bed time stories and greet them on the phone
Live in two houses and neither one is home
Wishin' you were grown, have the freedom to get gone
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Daddy was a preacher, momma was a Sunday school teacher
Big brother, football squad leader
Now far be it for you to disappoint or displease them
You're just bein' what you feel you see in
That mirror every time you peer in
Swallow the tears inside that empty feelin'
Her boy terrified to let the world in
He has girlfriends but doesn't want a girlfriend
He retreats inside himself
Where he lives life itself in secret
Daddy says people go to hell for bein'
What he is and he certainly believes them
'Cause there ain't no flame that can blaze enough
To trump bein' hated for the way you love
And cry yourself to sleep and hate wakin' up
It's a cold world y'all, shame on us
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toein' on a tight rope
Holdin' on for survival
Nobody to blame, this is just how it goes
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