In The Heights

歌詞

Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away Pop the grate at the crack of dawn, sing While I wipe down the awning Hey ya′ll good morning Ice cold piragua! Parcha. China. Cherry. Strawberry. Just for today, I got mamey! Oye, piraguero, como estas? Como siempre, Senor Usnavi. I am Usnavi and you prob'ly never heard my name Reports of my fame Are greatly exaggerated Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax Is highly complicated cuz I emigrated from the single greatest little place in the Caribbean Dominican Republic I love it Jesus, I′m jealous of it And beyond that Ever since my folks passed on I haven't gone back Goddamn, I gotta get on that Foh! The milk has gone bad, hold up just a second Why is everything in this fridge warm and tepid? I better step it up and fight the heat Cuz I'm not making any profit if the coffee isn′t light and sweet! Ooo-ooo! Abuela, my fridge broke. I′ve got cafe, but no con leche. Try my mother's old recipe: one can of condensed milk. Nice. Ay! Paciencia y fe! That was Abuela, she′s not really my abuela But she practically raised me This corner is her escuela Now you're prob′ly thinkin "I'm up on shit′s creek I never been north of 96th street" Well you must take the A train Even farther than Harlem To norther Manhattan and maintain Get off at 181st and take the escalator I hope your writing this down I'm gonna test you later I'm getting tested times are tough on this bodega Two months ago somebody bought Ortega′s Our neighborhood started packin up and pickin up And ever since the rents went up It′s gotten mad expensive But we live with just enough In the heights I flip my lights and start my day There are fights And endless debts And bills to pay In the heights I can't survive without cafe I serve cafe Cuz tonight seems like a million years away! En Washington- Next up to bat, the Rosarios They run the cab company They struggle in the barrio See, their daughter Nina′s off at college, tuition is mad steep So they can't sleep Everything they get is mad cheap Good morning, Usnavi. Pan caliente, cafe con leche Put twenty dollars on today′s lottery One ticket, that's it Hey, a man′s gotta dream Don't mind him, he's all excited Cuz Nina just flew in at 3 AM last night Don′t look at me, this one′s been cooking all week. Usnavi, come over for dinner There's plenty to eat So then Yesenia walk in the room She smells sex and cheap perfume It smells like one of those trees that you hang from the rear view It′s true She screams, "Who's in there with you, Julio?" Grabs a bat and kicks in the door He′s in bed with Jose from the liquor store No me diga Daniela and Carla from the salon. Thanks, Usnavi! Sonny, you're late. Chillax, you know you love me. Me and my cousin runnin just another dime a dozen Mom-and-pop stop-and-shop And, oh my God, it′s gotten too darn hot like my man Cole Porter said People come through for a few cold waters and a lottery ticket, just a part of the routine Everybody's got a job Everybody's got a dream They gossip as I sip my coffee and smirk The first stop as people hop to work Bust it-I′m like- 1 dollar, 2 dollar, 1.50, 1.69 I got it You want a box of condoms what kind? That′s two quarters Two quarter waters. The New York Times You need a bag for that? The tax is added Once you get some practice at it You do rapid mathematics Automatically Sellin maxipads and fuzzy dice for taxicabs and practically Everybody's stressed, yes, but they press through the mess Bounce checks and wonder what′s next In the heights I buy my coffee and I go Set my sights On only what I need to know In the heights Money is tight But even so When the lights go down I blast my radio You ain't got no skills Benny! Lemme get a- Milky Way Yeah, lemme also get a- Daily News And a- Post And most important my- Boss′ second coffee, one cream 5 sugars I'm the #1 earner The fastest learner My boss can′t keep me on the damn back burner Yes he can I'm makin moves, I'm makin deals, but guess what? What? You still ain′t got no skills Hardee-har Yo, Vanessa show up yet? Shut up! Hey little homie don′t get so upset Tell Vanessa how you feel Buy the girl a meal On the real Or you ain't got no skills NO! NO NO NO! NO NO NO NO! NO NO NO NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Mr. Johnson, I got the security deposit It′s locked in a box in the bottom of my closet It's not reflected in my bank statement But I′ve been savin to make a down payment and pay rent No, no, I won't let you down Yo, here′s your chance ask her out right now. I'll see you later we can look at that lease. Do somethin, make your move, don't freeze- Hey You owe me a bottle of cold champagne Are you moving? Just a little credit check and I′m on that downtown train Well, your coffee′s on the house Okay Usnavi, ask her out No way I'll see you later, so... Ooh, smooth operator, aw damn there she go! Yo, bro, take 5, take a walk outside You look exhausted, lost, don′t let life slide! The whole hood is struggling, times are tight And you're stuck to this corner like a streetlight Yeah, I′m a streetlight Choking on the heat The world spins around While I'm frozen to my seat The people that I know All keep rolling down the street But every day is different So I′m switchin up the beat Cuz my parents came with nothing They got a little more And sure, we're poor, but yo At least we got the store And it's all about the legacy They left with me, it′s destiny And one day I′ll be on a beach With Sonny writing checks to me In the heights I hang my flag up on display We came to work and to live and we got a lot in common It reminds me that I came from miles away DR, PR, we are not stoppin In the heights Every day, paciencia y fe Until the day we go from poverty to stock options In the heights I've got today And today′s all we got so we cannot stop This is our block In the heoghts I hang my flag up on display Lo le lo le lo lai lai lo le It reminds that I came from miles away My family came from miles away In the heights It gets more expensive every day And tonight is so far away- But as for manana, mi pana Ya gotta keep watchin You'll see the late night You′ll taste beans and rice The syrups and shaved ice I ain't gotta say it twice So turn up the stage lights We′re takin a flight To a couple days In the life of what it's like En Washington Heights!