I Try Songtext
von Talib Kweli feat. Mary J. Blige

Yeah, yeah, new Talib Kweli
You know what it is
Come on, hey yo

I try, I try
That′s all we can do
I try, you know I try
I try, I try, yeah
I try, you know I try

K. West, Kweli is on the plane, Arabic first name
Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain
Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same
You flirt 'til she came, nothin′ hurt like the pain and torture

Daughters of the dust lookin' for a vein
Something to take in vain like the Lord's name
Put your hands together, got ′em all sayin′

I try, I try
I try, you know I try
I try, I try
I try, you know I try


Yo, it's all ghetto in gear higher, the floor settle
More metal for beef that we don′t let the law settle
I try to navigate the treacherous waters of
America's ghettos that set up the slaughterers

But there′s more of us
Although we speak in different languages
We all pretty familiar with what anger is
Young and dangerous,
Get up on some gangsta shit, guns to bang ya wit'
And we put it on records to entertain ya wit′

I'm grown with pains way deeper than my receivers
Our uniforms is white sneakers and white T-shirts
On top of wife beaters we like to light reefers
The 'hood need us for rappers, just ain′t the right leaders

I put a lot into it
This is my product and I gotta move it
Stop the industry but you can′t stop the music

An upside down kingdom where life is just not fair
(Upside down kingdom)
Some many sufferin' ′cuz deep inside they're scared
(So scared)
Fear pumped into their veins to keep them from their destiny
Where would they be if you and I don′t care?


I try, I try, you know I try
I try, I try, I try, you know I try

Yo, the things I'm seein′ on the news is insane
A stock broker shoot his kid and throw himself in front of a train
A mother leave her baby home for two weeks all by himself
Three years old, eatin' ketchup and mustard, cryin' for help

Tryin′ to bring your struggle to life
The label want a song about a bubbly life
I have trouble tryin′ to write some shit
To bang in the club through the night
When people suffer tonight, Lord knows I try

I try, I try, I try, you know I try
I try, I try, I try, you know I try

Life is a beautiful struggle
People search through the rubble for a suitable hustle
Some people usin' the noodle, some people usin′ the muscle
Some people put it all together, make it fit like a puzzle

Come on, say it now, life is a beautiful struggle
People search through the rubble for a suitable hustle
Some people usin' the noodle, some people usin′ the muscle
Some people put it all together, yeah

I try, I try, you know I try
I try, oh Lord I try, everyday I

Upside down kingdom, oh, they're so, so scared
Everyday on the news we can′t look around with
Something somewhere

I try, I try, you know I try
I try, I try, I try, you know I try
Lord knows, Lord knows we try, yeah