Lirik Lagu People Like Me - K'naan
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Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Is it fair to say that I am stressing outI'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me outMy homies said I was stupid for even joiningMy consulate said my decision was disappointingHow she had good ?? for good state collegesand with my good grades it wouldn't've been a problemBut they don't understand just the power of significanceMore than brilliance and certainly more than dividendsAnd if you ask me nowWould I repeat itWould I fight in a war I don't believe in?Well the answer is its not me here the cancer isThey've been doing this before Jesus of NazarethAnd after all this time its still deadly hazardousAnd Bush isn't really being all that inaccurateWhen he says we winning the war cus its staggeringBut thats cus we killin' everybody that we seeAnd most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleepAnd time and time again I'm feeling incompetentCus my woman back home we constantly arguin'And I must be crazy cus all I'm obsessin' withIs her myspace and facebook and who's commentin'I swear to God if she's cheating I'm doing her ass inI can tell with one lookAnd it came to be something like a song hookSaying
Heaven, is there a chance that you can come downAnd open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Meet Sarah, the proud mother of young SebastianSuburban professional, went to college in AshlandIn self pity, she suddenly criedWould my life be important if I suddenly died?Neighbours sayin' what a nice woman she wasKeepin' mostly to herself ever since the divorceAnd with the company downsizing in the fall, and allShe really shouldn't take it that personal at allIt wasn't her boss who had his eyes on his thighsAnd got a rise from her risin' off the desk thoughAnd despite remembering sayin' no plenty of timesIt was still a damn surprise being let goAnd now stuck with a mortgage she can't affordAnd too educated to blame the corporate worldShe got on welfare, then hated itCase worker powertrippin' and generally being degradingif nothing else she was treated sick, and ineffectiveWhich is the worse thing, that she'd been left withDamnNo magic from David BlaineNo pain and her pain was plainNo Morgan Freeman to narrate the shameSo she took refuge in prayerKind of like finding God in the phonebookand it came to her sounding something like a song hook.
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
I guess I told you about myself to a degreeJust by telling you about people like meBut people like me, they speak politelyThey don't start no beef for a piece of white meatEverybody gotta eat, but everybody doesn'tWhich is why I wanna tell you about my favourite cousinHe and I grew up where the sun shinesAnd we both partook in the gun crimesAnd we both liked American rap rhymesEven though we didn't understand one lineIf you remember my liner notes in my last albumI talked about a close call with a grenadeI think we both must've been seventh gradeBut don't panic, we both survived without damageBut we developed a bond like we survived the TitanicSo when the country became franticMy mother tried to get us out, planned itto the last detail, except the plan got derailedcus there wasn't enough money for the plane ticketsHow bitter when my mother had to chose who to take with herSo my cousin got left in the warAnd that's just hard to recordBut now I take refuge in prayerKind of like finding God in the phonebookIt came to me sounding something like a song hook
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Is it fair to say that I am stressing outI'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me outMy homies said I was stupid for even joiningMy consulate said my decision was disappointingHow she had good ?? for good state collegesand with my good grades it wouldn't've been a problemBut they don't understand just the power of significanceMore than brilliance and certainly more than dividendsAnd if you ask me nowWould I repeat itWould I fight in a war I don't believe in?Well the answer is its not me here the cancer isThey've been doing this before Jesus of NazarethAnd after all this time its still deadly hazardousAnd Bush isn't really being all that inaccurateWhen he says we winning the war cus its staggeringBut thats cus we killin' everybody that we seeAnd most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleepAnd time and time again I'm feeling incompetentCus my woman back home we constantly arguin'And I must be crazy cus all I'm obsessin' withIs her myspace and facebook and who's commentin'I swear to God if she's cheating I'm doing her ass inI can tell with one lookAnd it came to be something like a song hookSaying
Heaven, is there a chance that you can come downAnd open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Meet Sarah, the proud mother of young SebastianSuburban professional, went to college in AshlandIn self pity, she suddenly criedWould my life be important if I suddenly died?Neighbours sayin' what a nice woman she wasKeepin' mostly to herself ever since the divorceAnd with the company downsizing in the fall, and allShe really shouldn't take it that personal at allIt wasn't her boss who had his eyes on his thighsAnd got a rise from her risin' off the desk thoughAnd despite remembering sayin' no plenty of timesIt was still a damn surprise being let goAnd now stuck with a mortgage she can't affordAnd too educated to blame the corporate worldShe got on welfare, then hated itCase worker powertrippin' and generally being degradingif nothing else she was treated sick, and ineffectiveWhich is the worse thing, that she'd been left withDamnNo magic from David BlaineNo pain and her pain was plainNo Morgan Freeman to narrate the shameSo she took refuge in prayerKind of like finding God in the phonebookand it came to her sounding something like a song hook.
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
I guess I told you about myself to a degreeJust by telling you about people like meBut people like me, they speak politelyThey don't start no beef for a piece of white meatEverybody gotta eat, but everybody doesn'tWhich is why I wanna tell you about my favourite cousinHe and I grew up where the sun shinesAnd we both partook in the gun crimesAnd we both liked American rap rhymesEven though we didn't understand one lineIf you remember my liner notes in my last albumI talked about a close call with a grenadeI think we both must've been seventh gradeBut don't panic, we both survived without damageBut we developed a bond like we survived the TitanicSo when the country became franticMy mother tried to get us out, planned itto the last detail, except the plan got derailedcus there wasn't enough money for the plane ticketsHow bitter when my mother had to chose who to take with herSo my cousin got left in the warAnd that's just hard to recordBut now I take refuge in prayerKind of like finding God in the phonebookIt came to me sounding something like a song hook
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come downand open doors to hurting people like mePeople like mePeople like mePeople like meYeah, people like me
