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Broken Glass
Talib Kweli
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Kweli!
Yeah, they wasn't expectin' this
That's why you (Uh!) gotta hope for the best and plan for the worst
Motherfuckers is history, come on!
This the story of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Askin' why she cryin', she wanna live, she got no time for dyin'
What's the science? Dreams too big for a small town
She gotta get to New York and watch your door fall down
Hopped off the Greyhound, gotta make her way now
She sleepin' on the park benches and the playground
The cash burn quick, don't wanna have to turn trick
Ready to quit 'til she met the superb pimp
Flashin' a toothy smile that drove little Lucy wild
She quick to hop up on his dick straight groupie style
She let the fella hit but she sayin' she celibate
He ain't buyin' that, she ain't sellin' it
She lookin' for love and all of the above
Believe in videos, tryin' to bag up all her own thug
Who wanna put it in her withdraw like a City Card
But now she shake that ass for tips at the titty bar
[Chorus: Talib Kweli & (Woman)
Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
(It's goin' down!) Yeah, try to hold back your tears, baby
(It's goin' down!) Wait a second, what happens here, baby?
(It's goin' down!) Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
Yeah (How many of y'all think y'all can do what we do?)
Yeah, wait a second (One, two, three, get up!)
Yo, yo, dreams shattered like broken glass
Pressin' on and your hopes get broken fast
You complain for the life you supposed to have
But when you try to make plans, God is known to laugh
Throw a song on the phonograph and Lucy start wilin'
The trick start smilin', watch the loot start flyin'
The Gucci start pilin' up, she live designer plush
Start linin' up the coke so she can find a rush
Time's up, she about to turn thirty-three
Her shit started to sag, she got surgery
Now cats who used to drive past her like a church van
Is actin' on thirst, she wants to move like a Nerf fan
Bigger house, ten thousand dollar purse, fam
She let you in, she want her rent by the first, man
She the ringleader in a clique of birds
And they shadowy like the silhouette behind the curtain
[Chorus: Talib Kweli & (Woman)
Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
(It's goin' down!) Yeah, try to hold back your tears, baby
(It's goin' down!) Wait a second, what happens here, baby?
(It's goin' down!) Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
Yeah (How many of y'all think y'all can do what we do?)
Yeah, wait a second (One, two, three, get up!)
Yo, she was a small city girl with big city dreams
Niggas try to figure how to get up in them jeans
Put her in them scenes, get her on the team
Hit her with the cream 'til they figured out the schemes
Now she all up in the club lookin' for a new love
Really like Huey Lewis lookin' for a new drug
'Cause coke's gettin' old, she started freebasin'
Graduated to crack, smack on occasion
Not catchin' the bus but back at the station
Back and forth, pacin', actin' all impatient
Last hundred dollars she got to get by
Now she gotta make a choice, go home or get high
Mommy and daddy miss her, she left for the fame
Now what's left is the dirt that's thrown on her name
She need a ticket home if it's the right course
Instead she bought a ticket to ride the white horse
[Chorus: Talib Kweli & (Woman)
Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
(It's goin' down!) Yeah, try to hold back your tears, baby
(It's goin' down!) Wait a second, what happens here, baby?
(It's goin' down!) Broken glass, everywhere
(It's goin' down!) Louder than the bomb shattered in the air
Yeah (How many of y'all think y'all can do what we do?)
Yeah, wait a second (One, two, three, get up!)
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