Michael McDonald
Takin’ It to the Streets
You don't know me but I'm your brother
I was raised here in this living hell
You don't know my kind in your world
Fairly soon the time will tell
You, telling me the things
You're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like
I don't like what I see
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Take this message to our brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty and despair
Oh, you, telling me the things
You're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like
I don't like what I see
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets
Taking it to the streets