& Talib Kweli
  
  (Chorus)
  Around my way...
  Around my way...
  All the corners filled with sorrow
  All the streets are filled with pain
  Around my way...
  
  Around my way...
  Around my way...
  All the corners filled with sorrow
  All the streets are filled with pain
  Around my way...
  
  (1st Verse)
  People let me paint a picture
  You know I ain't a christian
  I ain't a muslim, ain't a jew
  I'm losing my religion
  I speak to god directly
  I know my god respect me
  Cause he let me breathe his air and he really blessed me
  I ain't knocking you, but I don't fuck with hospitals
  Spit the gospel, truly knowing jesus like apostles do
  Return like the prodigal son to honor Mohammed too
  Stay away from ham like Abraham, Lord'll follow you
  Even when you took my man Chaka God and what I'm a do
  You gave the hood a modern day martyr in Brother Amadou
  I'm on the block, I'm tracing your footsteps, I keep the faith in you
  Your love, plus hard work and ambition
  We gonna make it through, my songs is psalms I'm spiritual when I'm lyrical
  This is for my soldier niggaz looking in the mirror who
  Sitting home scratching off serials eating cereal
  The way we find a way to survive, shit is a miracle
  We got mice in the crib and roaches in the toasters, rice in the fridge
  Bread in the oven by the roaster
  We be takin' gypsy cabs and chasin' 50 bags
  They be laced with shitty swag and it really get me mad
  The way we saluting flags, wrapping them around our heads
  when niggaz ain't become American till 9/11
  Feeling like you gotta sneak into heaven
  When the reverend looking like a pimp and the pimp look like the reverend
  
  (Chorus)
  Around my way...
  Around my way...
  All the corners filled with sorrow
  All the streets are filled with pain
  Around my way...
  
  These conditions make us strong
  And we create our own businesses so later on
  Our children have things in their name that they can say they own
  A mix tape freestyle become your favorite song
  No place like home when the cops ask you about your neighbors
  Beat on you, threaten to incarcerate you
  Till you spill your guys like you a Garcia Vega
  We roll blunts not the papers
  Cop the greatest take it coast to coast
  L.A. to Chicago like Smooth Operators
  Cop the Dro and cop the blacks
  Cop the four, cock it back
  Drop the flow, rock a hat on top a stocking cap
  Be a doctor or a lawyer or make your momma a promise that
  You'll finish school, but when you got a dream you gotta follow that
  And make sure when you make it out the hood, you always holler back
  Think about what you got from that
  And always put your dollars back
  On top of that, this is a legacy and we a part of that
  The hood is where my heart is at
  Catch me around my way
  
  (Chorus)
  Around my way...
  Around my way...
  All the corners filled with sorrow
  All the streets are filled with hate
  Around my way...
  
  Around my way...
  Around my way...
  All the corners filled with sorrow
  All the streets are filled with pain
  Around my way...