Featuring Bahamadia Rock on, to the break of dawn Freak on to the early morn Khadafi and Sue-kwon, you got it goin on To my man Big Shawn, you got it goin on, now, yo You got The Roots in the house We also got Bahamadia in the house, representin lovely With you ears now proceed It's flavor you wouldn't believe as we proceed Chorus: I shall... proceed... and continue... to rock the mic (2X) Verse One: Malik B Let's, kill all the small talk, and just elaborate The Roots collaborate I see myself as rather great How the words generate, whole crews disintergrate When I pentrate As if in the course flow with intensive force You best to go and check your source about my textual course Simplicity, it sounds complex, you might miss it But after you critique it you can kiss it I'm assissting fire force that leaves statistics When identify niggaz simplify you'll feel no sympathi My lyrics send you on a permanent excursion I never would decide when your lifespan was submergin My style is urban not surburban when I'm splurgin Gosh these MC's I wash more than detergent I can split the Red Sea but deadly Take heed, illadelph style as I proceed Chorus Verse Two: Bahamadia Bahamadia hits the melodies mellowly Brand new, funk doobie, choosy with the tactics When I gets Raw, like Dice, nice With the flavor, Do You Want More?!!!??!