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Sesame Street
Goodie Mob Lyrics


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Sometimes words are enough to kill over
Thanksgiving didn't give
So what should I hope for
I keep on looking for job
But job seems not to like me
What else my doors kick off the hedges
Somebody just fill they Christmas list
Off me and the family
And damn I just miss them
Felt like I've been raped
A figures been through my drawers
Always read the times in between the black
Spent my summers in that country
So I consider myself a Jack
Some left this world by putting bullets in they head
But little Johnnie across the street
Hung hisself from his bunk-bed
Had to go to court in the mornin'
Nothing hard about it
My little partner was just scared
How scared Gipp that scared

When I was be G
Used to think I couldn't be hit
None of my homies carried guns
All I had was a stick
Coming out hard was the way from day one
One of the smallest motherfuckers in the crew
But you knew and feel the type of niggas that kill
Be the ones that's out to prove something
To them other niggas cause
They already know the outcome
What's going down at the party
So many fine hoes nobody knows why
We buck, I guess we up in a rut
Looking for but at the same time
Up in the Flame supporting girls up in the game
Out to get a piece of what the system
Has designed black folks to struggle for
So I bust, so much to deal with
Can't feel what's real from fake
For my sake I stay close to home
So them crackers don't take and
Never give back to my hood
In desperate need of change
Be this way to
We arrange it to be fit me
Growing up on Sesame Street

Can you feel, what I feel?
Can you hear, what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What you know?
What you know?
Can you feel, what I feel?
Can you hear, what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What you know?
What you know about Sesame Street?

Georgia Power wants to put me in the dark
But one spark
I see Sammy streak to ma spot
In this red Fred Sanford truck undercover
But he geela folks for the class "A" substances narcotics
Ole shought stopping ask?
Can be "shock-ca-locka"?
Um to mad to be scared
So for the price if you go it
Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say I ain't
Need no help, can't do it by myself
It's raining sesame
Cause it's only so much time left in this crazy world
Mates in prison guards life with the hamma
So excuse ma grammar
Behind the walls of Atlanta, Federal Penn
The tait on "Fred Stock" the cell blox wit no C.O.'s
Equipped with radios
The system is fraud and the security camera
Now have we an eyeball on it yet
The second stage denied
I wonder if I get another trial

Remember me from way back in the days
Lived right around the corner from Benjamin Mays
I'm amazed that we made it this far
A poor black family is all that we are
Wishing upon a star
For a trace of happiness
My mama do her best but she ain't making no progress
Maybe it's a test that we all gotta pass
My situations making me grow too fast
13 and a half years old standing at the bus stop
Alone in the cold on my way to be degraded
For a fee to help get my family off this street called Sesame

Can you feel, what I feel?
Can you hear, what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What you know?
What you know?
Can you feel, what I feel?
Can you hear, what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What you know?
What you know?
About Sesame Street?

Overall Meaning

The song Sesame Street by Goodie Mob is a poignant and emotional reflection on the struggles and hardships faced by black families living in poverty in a predominantly white society. The lyrics describe the frustration and despair of being unable to find work, of constantly feeling under attack, and of losing loved ones to gun violence or suicide. The singers also discuss being caught up in the criminal justice system, the corruption and danger of the prison system, and the sense of hopelessness and isolation that such experiences can create.


One of the key themes of this song is the idea of being trapped, both physically and psychologically, in a society that seems designed to keep black people down. The singers describe feeling as though they are constantly fighting against something, whether it's poverty, racism, or their own personal demons. Despite this, they continue to cling to hope and to support one another as best they can.


Overall, Sesame Street is a powerful statement about the struggles of being black in America. It speaks to issues that are still relevant today, including the ongoing fight against police brutality and systemic inequality. Through its vivid and visceral lyrics, the song encourages listeners to empathize with those who are marginalized and to work together to make a better future for all.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes words are enough to kill over
Words can be powerful enough to cause harm or even death.


Thanksgiving didn't give
Thanksgiving did not provide any relief or assistance.


So what should I hope for
The singer is questioning what they should hope for in their difficult situation.


I keep on looking for job
The artist is actively seeking employment.


But job seems not to like me
The artist is having difficulty finding a job.


What else my doors kick off the hedges
The singer is experiencing unexpected and unwelcome events.


Somebody just fill they Christmas list
Someone is taking advantage of the singer and their family for their own gain.


Off me and the family
The artist and their family are the target of exploitation.


And damn I just miss them
The artist misses their family members who have passed away.


Felt like I've been raped
The artist feels violated and traumatized.


A figures been through my drawers
Someone has invaded the singer's privacy.


Always read the times in between the black
The artist pays attention to the details that are often overlooked.


Spent my summers in that country
The singer has spent time in a rural area.


So I consider myself a Jack
The singer sees themselves as a common, working-class person.


Some left this world by putting bullets in they head
Some people have committed suicide by shooting themselves.


But little Johnnie across the street
A neighbor named Johnnie died in a different way.


Hung hisself from his bunk-bed
Johnnie died from hanging himself from his bed.


Had to go to court in the mornin'
The singer has a court date in the morning.


Nothing hard about it
The singer does not find going to court difficult.


My little partner was just scared
The artist's friend is afraid of going to court.


How scared Gipp that scared
The artist's friend Gipp is very scared.


When I was be G
When the artist was younger.


Used to think I couldn't be hit
The singer used to feel invincible.


None of my homies carried guns
The artist's friends did not have guns.


All I had was a stick
The singer only had a stick to defend themselves.


Coming out hard was the way from day one
The singer and their friends have always had to be tough to survive.


One of the smallest motherfuckers in the crew
The singer is small but still part of their group of friends.


But you knew and feel the type of niggas that kill
The artist is aware of the dangerous people in their community.


Be the ones that's out to prove something
The dangerous people want to prove themselves by being violent.


To them other niggas cause
The violent people want to prove themselves to their peers.


They already know the outcome
The violent people know what the result of their actions will be.


What's going down at the party
People are getting wild or violent at the party.


So many fine hoes nobody knows why
There are many attractive women at the party for an unknown reason.


We buck, I guess we up in a rut
The artist's group is getting into trouble and is stuck in a bad situation.


Looking for but at the same time
The singer's group is looking for something but is also aimless.


Up in the Flame supporting girls up in the game
The artist is indirectly supporting women who are involved in illegal activities.


Out to get a piece of what the system
The women are trying to make money from the corrupt system.


Has designed black folks to struggle for
The system is designed to keep black people struggling.


So I bust, so much to deal with
The singer is overwhelmed with their problems and must continue working hard.


Can't feel what's real from fake
The artist is having difficulty distinguishing genuine things from fake things.


For my sake I stay close to home
The artist stays close to home for safety reasons.


So them crackers don't take and
The singer wants to protect their possessions from being stolen by white people.


Never give back to my hood
The singer believes that their community is constantly exploited and never given anything in return.


In desperate need of change
The artist's community needs change.


Be this way to
The situation is unfortunate but remains the same.


We arrange it to be fit me
The artist has to work to fit themselves into their difficult environment.


Growing up on Sesame Street
The singer grew up in a poor, struggling neighborhood.


Can you feel, what I feel?
The artist wonders if others understand their struggles.


Can you hear, what I hear?
The singer wants to know if others are aware of the issues they are facing.


Can you see what I see?
The singer wants others to understand what they are experiencing.


When ma feet hit the streets
When the singer is out in their community.


What you know?
Do you understand?


What you know about Sesame Street?
Do you know what it's like to grow up in a poor, struggling neighborhood?


Georgia Power wants to put me in the dark
The singer's electricity provider is threatening to shut off their power.


But one spark
The singer is hopeful that they can still make a change in their difficult situation.


I see Sammy streak to ma spot
Someone named Sammy is coming to help the artist.


In this red Fred Sanford truck undercover
Sammy arrives in a red truck, trying to be discreet.


But he geela folks for the class "A" substances narcotics
Sammy is involved in selling or trading drugs.


Ole shought stopping ask?
A police officer is questioning Sammy's activities.


Can be "shock-ca-locka"?
The artist is wondering if there will be any trouble.


Um to mad to be scared
The singer is too angry to feel fear.


So for the price if you go it
The singer is willing to take on the risks to get ahead.


Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
To be in charge, you must be willing to pay a price.


An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say I ain't
The price is very high, and the artist acknowledges that.


Need no help, can't do it by myself
The artist needs assistance but is reluctant to ask for it.


It's raining sesame
Money is raining down on the singer.


Cause it's only so much time left in this crazy world
The situation is urgent, and time is running out.


Mates in prison guards life with the hamma
The artist knows people who are in prison or who have been there.


So excuse ma grammar
The artist may not use proper grammar or language due to their upbringing.


Behind the walls of Atlanta, Federal Penn
The artist knows people who are incarcerated in the Atlanta Federal Penitentiary.


The tait on "Fred Stock" the cell blox wit no C.O.'s
The singer knows people who are serving time in a cell block without a correctional officer.


Equipped with radios
The prisoners have radios despite being behind bars.


The system is fraud and the security camera
The prison system is corrupt, and even the security cameras cannot be trusted.


Now have we an eyeball on it yet
It is unclear if anyone knows about the corruption in the prison system.


The second stage denied
An appeal or request has been denied.


I wonder if I get another trial
The artist is hoping for a second chance or opportunity.


Remember me from way back in the days
The artist is recalling an old acquaintance or friend.


Lived right around the corner from Benjamin Mays
The singer grew up in the same area as Benjamin Mays, a prominent figure in the civil rights movement.


I'm amazed that we made it this far
The singer is grateful to have survived their difficult upbringing and circumstances.


A poor black family is all that we are
The artist's family is part of the impoverished black community.


Wishing upon a star
The artist is hoping for a better future or outcome.


For a trace of happiness
The artist is hoping for a small amount of joy or contentment.


My mama do her best but she ain't making no progress
The singer's mother is doing her best but is not seeing any improvement in their situation.


Maybe it's a test that we all gotta pass
The artist wonders if their struggles are part of a greater challenge or trial.


My situations making me grow too fast
The singer's difficulties are forcing them to mature quickly.


13 and a half years old standing at the bus stop
The singer was very young when they began experiencing hardship and adversity.


Alone in the cold on my way to be degraded
The singer is being sent to a place or event where they will be humiliated or treated poorly.


For a fee to help get my family off this street called Sesame
The artist must do something they are not proud of to earn money to help their family escape their poor neighborhood.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT TERRANCE BARNETT, CAMERON F. GIPP, WILLIE EDWARD KNIGHTON, PATRICK L. BROWN, RICO RENARD WADE, RAYMON AMEER MURRAY, THOMAS DECARLO BURTON

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