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. To cook their raw food. Whoa, look at that Got to survive. In this man maniac downpression. Got to survive. In iration They say roots Natty roots. Dread Binghi dread. I and I are the roots Some
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Never understand People ask for god, 'till the day he comes. See God's face turn around and run. God sees the face of a man. Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand". People ask for god
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thought. Im from the. Roots clan,. Say Common is my. (beatbox). Man. We got to. (beatbox). rock the jam! (chorus) Be-doop. Get a taste,. of leonard, Bang!. Hubb on the base. He. plays it sweet
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thought. Im from the. Roots clan,. Say Common is my. (beatbox). Man. We got to. (beatbox). rock the jam! (chorus) Be-doop. Get a taste,. of leonard, Bang!. Hubb on the base. He. plays it sweet
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thought. Im from the. Roots clan,. Say Common is my. (beatbox). Man. We got to. (beatbox). rock the jam! (chorus) Be-doop. Get a taste,. of leonard, Bang!. Hubb on the base. He. plays it sweet
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, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son. M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son. You don't want no more son? That's when more come. And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done. Ladies
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, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son. M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son. You don't want no more son? That's when more come. And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done. Ladies
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get lit like a front of a spliff. For runnin' off at the lips talkin' that nonsense. Raw get on stage, take your confidence. Break you off since powerful defense
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the rap, we keep the flows in check The raw dice rise like a creature from out the swamp. Wit my blood-thirsty clergy that's on the hunt for conk. Who pumps your heart, I made you wanna rhyme from the
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there's too much on my mind say what?. Malik get on the mic, there's too much on my mind Johnny on the spot, got the rhythm and the rhyme. * with The Roots, you know them niggas is the dime. I can
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Roots, roots rocking everyday. I and a Zion daughter is rocking to the dance tonight. Step and do it alright unverified. Roots rocking, roots rocking, roots rocking, roots rocking Oh no, you'll
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, The Roots is out to the subway Does anybody like real music?. Sweet music, soul music?. You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it. Just to use it, to make you move it, yeah Does anybody like
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smooth, takin' niggaz loot with dice. Then shoot The Roots, poetic, courageously kinetic. Vagabond, versatile and various, plus rap styles. Of mine are blunt, pain is in the mind, so I'm fine and five
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roots. Like a dizzy summer bloom. Got me thinking about you. My roots. Getting higher than the moon. Got me thinking about you. Every time it takes me to my roots. My roots, my roots. My roots, my roots
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heavenly to your ebony daughter next door. So what you think the roots get the world respect for?. The splendid authentic hip-hop that's raw core. Severe, world premier, a superior sophomore. No doubt
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Jamacan,. Yes, I'm a radical roots radical. And I'm miles away from home. They won't see me round the corner,. They can't catch me on the straight. They won't see me round the corner,. They can't catch me
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'. Backstage whisperin' to management like. "Change the order, it's no way that we can rock after them". My man sport the 'fro like 'What's Happenin?'. From the latest hi-atus, The Roots back again. Your
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Wake up everybody. No more sleepin' in bed. No more backward thinkin'. Time for thinkin' ahead The world has changed. So very much. From what it used to be. There is so much hatred. War and
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under fire. Cause I'm pennin the words that move millions. Slide right in front of your eyes true brilliance. It's a new bad moon on the rise, who feelin it. New true skill in it. Y'all the roots
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. And when I finish making you recognize. I'm getin' at a couple civilized women that's tryin' to ride. You were waitin' on the raw to come off the oil. You wanna get the bitches up off the wall. Just
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. And when I finish making you recognize. I'm getin' at a couple civilized women that's tryin' to ride. You were waitin' on the raw to come off the oil. You wanna get the bitches up off the wall. Just
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Get 'em up high okay, yeah Go all-star, and get down for yours. To the ladies in the house, we proud of y'all. You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course. High, lift 'em up high, okay When
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Get 'em up high okay, yeah Go all-star, and get down for yours. To the ladies in the house, we proud of y'all. You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course. High, lift 'em up high, okay When
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a spiritual blend. And everybody who forgot then baby tell em again. It's just me and Tariq, with Ahmir on the beat. The Roots crew baby yo we got to make it unique. We got the soul-shockinest
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yet. The Roots crew, the next movement, c'mon! And yes y'all. You are now in tune to the sounds. Of the legendary, foundation, check it out, uh Testin', yo, you go. Hey you listeners, stop what
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yet. The Roots crew, the next movement, c'mon! And yes y'all. You are now in tune to the sounds. Of the legendary, foundation, check it out, uh Testin', yo, you go. Hey you listeners, stop what
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Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids. Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just pro blackness. Grown man tactics no pediatrics. The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous. The
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Uh uh, come on, S-P in the. Up north into the NYC and the out West. And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite. What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite. Uh check it out, uh uh. Yo yo
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Hold your flix, I'm not for the photo op's. It's Black, code name Yaphet Kotto ock. My twist like a ratchet in an auto shop. Since granddaddy old Desoto stopped and he got the Caddie. I been
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*. I hit your jaw Dice Raw. Get up on the mic. My young poor I be the nigga blowin' up the spot on tour. Surely real to the core, old school. Like eighty-four, I'll never die. Raps till my lungs
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Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it baby! Di-bi-***-banks, hip-flip-a-didip-didim-dow-hound. You wonder bout the sweat pon my brow, formulatin nouns. I'll get down, boogie brother rock on
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Power of calling He sat below it and listen in,. Listen in to all what it told . And at the time come that unknown. Come from nowhere and behind no one. His lips whisper unknown words. Never
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beacon. Guide me back home, oh, (oh-oh-oh). All the times are lovely. But you got a hold on me. How the days turn into weeks. You and this town are growing on me. We could put some roots down. All I want
