Roots lyrics
Roots lyrics
"Universe At War lyrics"
Rooty Toot Toot lyrics
Got my hands on a little bit of dough So I went to the grocery store And got some steaks to go Went by and picked up my gal, Teddi Jo We had ourselves a picnic Beside a dirt road CHORUS Rooty toot toot Rooty toot toot We had it made in the shade Like a ball through the hoop Spinnin' and tumblin' inside this hoola hoop Livin' and learnin' Rooty toot toot We laid out a blanket And started a fire Had the radio playin' >From inside the car I took of my shirt and kicked off my shoes She read the paper And told me the news She said, there's a
(feat. Common)Got my hands on a little bit of dough So I went to the grocery store And got some steaks to go Went by and picked up my gal, Teddi Jo We had ourselves a picnic Beside a dirt road CHORUS Rooty toot toot Rooty toot toot We had it made in the shade Like a ball through the hoop Spinnin' and tumblin' inside this hoola hoop Livin' and learnin' Rooty toot toot We laid out a blanket And started a fire Had the radio playin' >From inside the car I took of my shirt and kicked off my shoes She read the paper And told me the news She said, there's a
[Intro: Common]
Yeah, U.N.I.Verse
at war
U.N.I.Verse (when you and I verse)
at war motherfucker
We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war)
Illadelph, you know how we get down
You know the business (Illtown illanoid)
Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category)
Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com)
Break it down one two (we about to drop a bomb, check it)
[Chorus: 2X]
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
[Verse One:]
Check it, rappers
Get on the mic talk about cars and clothes
Sounding like hoes
Ain't been exposed to the foes of most disciples
I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man
Rotated down to Phil, to say what I feel
Get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh
War, going on between the West and the East
of the land, niggaz don't o
Amsterdam lyrics
looking good through the window shinin' red and blue light a little thick in the bottom but still' looking alright , yeah got a pocket fulla money got me long night ahead a quick stop by the bulldog score me some panama red , yeah wham, bam, oh amsterdam yea, yea, yea stone you like nothin' else can yea, yea, yea hot damn, roll an amsterdamyea, yea, yea if she can't , then nothin' else can caught a plane outta moscow spent a cold night in berlin it's a long hard way but i'm a comin' back again , yea wham, bam, oh amsterdam yea, yea,
wn a piecelooking good through the window shinin' red and blue light a little thick in the bottom but still' looking alright , yeah got a pocket fulla money got me long night ahead a quick stop by the bulldog score me some panama red , yeah wham, bam, oh amsterdam yea, yea, yea stone you like nothin' else can yea, yea, yea hot damn, roll an amsterdamyea, yea, yea if she can't , then nothin' else can caught a plane outta moscow spent a cold night in berlin it's a long hard way but i'm a comin' back again , yea wham, bam, oh amsterdam yea, yea,
Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me
My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie
Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living
Beware, the new world order, the devil's new religion
Sent my homey to the number two division
Sellin bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver
Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin
at a table with sophisticated bitches
Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother
Nor do I call every nigga my brother
Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta B like Malik
So don't Question a Brother, to the Roots I get deep
[Verse Two:]
Yo, enter the last era
Your scholarship into the world of politics
and mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era
I bring hip-hop terror like the Fuhrer
The Ace Ventura into the horror
Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border
I'll struc-ture a style destroy your whole aura
Plus you're a-drenalin'll rise before your eyes
and mortalize, my image hit the skies
Deceive the devil in disguise
My music I parenthesize
R
My Ghost lyrics
my ghost drives around with a bag of dead fish falling neutrinos drift through the trees he staggers and reels, runs up credit card bills and clogs up the toilet with bottles of pills here in the bipolar ward if you shower you get a gold star but I'm not going far till the Haldol kicks in until then, until then I'm strapped to this fucking twin bed and I won't get any cookies or tea till I stop quoting Nietzscheand brush my teath and comb my hair days pass slow in slippers and robe but my ghost still bangs on the roof like John the Ba
epresent the wise, do this be how we enterprisemy ghost drives around with a bag of dead fish falling neutrinos drift through the trees he staggers and reels, runs up credit card bills and clogs up the toilet with bottles of pills here in the bipolar ward if you shower you get a gold star but I'm not going far till the Haldol kicks in until then, until then I'm strapped to this fucking twin bed and I won't get any cookies or tea till I stop quoting Nietzscheand brush my teath and comb my hair days pass slow in slippers and robe but my ghost still bangs on the roof like John the Ba
Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin fast like drama
Dyin I wear your mind away like Alzheimer
I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama
The A-O this year we leavin em in trauma
Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy
or history of the family, the fifth dynasty
For humanity, to bear witness to this
Del-val-syllable stylist
You know the time kid
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse Three:]
Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet
Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid
Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic
The rock was typed graphic now watch the mic blast it
Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static
See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin back at it
The Lieuten-ant, the ele-phant, sippin automatic
Mic, rippin asiatic, architects out to have it
The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary
exaggerated, niggaz is livin highly medicated
I Used to Love but now she violated
Hip-hop holocaust and camps,
Dirty Mind lyrics
If I told you once I'll tell you again I've had it with your dirty fucking mindI messed about in the night and found some shelterWalked a line till you find and inject it in your handTold the truth,dry vermouth and the crap your inhalingI'm gonna die in your mind and find a dirty fucking place to lay, yeahCHORUSI'm gonna die in your dirty mindNorma Jean did you find your way Tell me love do you rememberI'm gonna die in your dirty fucking mindWell someone came and took your love away, yeah Alright.. yeah<
old champs are concentratedIf I told you once I'll tell you again I've had it with your dirty fucking mindI messed about in the night and found some shelterWalked a line till you find and inject it in your handTold the truth,dry vermouth and the crap your inhalingI'm gonna die in your mind and find a dirty fucking place to lay, yeahCHORUSI'm gonna die in your dirty mindNorma Jean did you find your way Tell me love do you rememberI'm gonna die in your dirty fucking mindWell someone came and took your love away, yeah Alright.. yeah<
They outdated and incarcerated
Loved and appreciated hated and very debated
For every career created was eliminated
And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related
[Verse Four: Common]
As the block is de-vine
Niggaz swing on in a safari
Wild niggaz, like I'm high on latari
Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see
Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be
Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening
Business in places for you to cash your check
My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad
You can live in the burbs, and still get had
The sad part about it niggaz had houses on the lake
They tryin to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate
For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate
Call each other cuz cause of how we relate
I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates
Through the wind and blow-ups, is how niggaz communicate
Harmonizing through beeper and reefer
The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper
[Chorus 4X]