Featuring Dice Raw and Shanky Don Shanky Don Intro: Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And The Roots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you lose in life Instantly ? we're like acid we burn you. Watch a rude bwoy now. Black Thought: Yo you should see some of these cats that vocalize They get props from they local guys and try to raise Speaching through the mic like "Yo I apologize" They blind and wasn't as wise and fail to realize the com- Plectual sexual side of the rhyme When I make love to the mic the crowd respond Your promoter love the vocal over dub when I control the club So throw your hands up in the air show your love We waste not the bangingest beats but make use The Roots get you open like parachutes Yo who in the house only deal with hip hop that's authentic? Back to renovate your state of mind for a minute It's I, Bad Lieutenant represent fine lye Delphia empire fifth dynasty Your third eye couldn't wait for you to relate to what I activate While the fake spectate I'm less then immpressive for beyond stressin' And battle as a reveloutionary adolescent But now in the present with fake masters of ceremonies yo that's phoney You'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannon Examinin the compact disc to start rammin' To put the diagram in effect and get fly On immature MC's who try Wake 'em up outta they High School High Shakny Don: Yo bumbading bumdadabedang The Roots crew boy we mash things again Bumbading ripapadededang The Roots crew bwoy we runnin' back again Bumbading dumdadadedang The Roots boy dem run the island Bumbading ripadededang look ? I mash up the scene Malik B (M-illa-tant): I blast off the roof to prove she lay in there blazed Enslaved by the soundwaves as the skills amaze Insight skin type annalitic cause I live it My ? brow pivot over your style like "give it" The lyricism I'm contemplatinng your neighborhood or legion Brutalize your section stalk your whole region When you blink it's hell then you drink Sifendale You wonder what's goin' inside of my thinkin' cells We bomb like militias I'm trying to stack riches
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