Star official Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no mystery I'm down with the crew like Mussolini in Italy I rock with The Roots like the Giving Tree
the cut just onlookin Your get your kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken Aiyyo, keep your tape on us so you catch the revolve Of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star
full of sorrow And so tomorrow comin later than usual Waitin' on someone to pity us While we findin beauty in the hideous They say money's the root of
you can call me Energizer The most interesting man in the world, I know papi Sippin' root beer floats Saki mixed with Dos Equis I'm a Slaughterhouse rock star
't do shit to mock you dawg You doin' that by yourself 'cause you not too hot Matter fact cats run around and copy each other Like CD-R's, we don't 'cause we be stars
it's such a dang shame ?? to the buck, did another dang plan My stage and my government ain't the same name I'm a rock star, love it that my wallet chain
about to hear We swear, the illest star rappers of the year So so, cheerio, yell, scream "Bravo" Also, if you didn't know it's The Roots Show [Verse
====== Malik B. ========= I'm exhausted but I never ever forfeit Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick Y'all start speaking in tongues and start
Stand up, stretch for the stars Get somebody else involved right next to ya Y'all elected me to keep it so fresh for ya Just cause I make it possible
We got more 'cuz it's what you want Thump it in your section and throughout your section In your area, throughout your whole section, yo Y'all know the dynasty, the Roots
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
to fight to make it better, better And you will see, that others will start believin too Then my son, things will start to get better Hey yeahhhh yeah
I'm flying high with Cee-Lo Or maybe watching my long's heart dancing to a De La flow Everybody knows there's no fruit on the tree without the roots And Black Star
Without the root, you ain't got no tree And without the branches, you ain't got no leaves To understand her is to understand me 'Cause that's how close
, another ho-down If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down You would be down in there too, another ho-down Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out
leaves fell from the cold The stars were silver the moon was gold I said it's yours with love from me I'm planting my roots in this ground And when
flood shit, OG lyrical blood shit I don't rent I buy shit, niggas jealous of my shit You unaware of this young nigga getting all the fly shit While you're rooting
regurgitation We hurt ya face, men when ya placed in my path I bust asses, ya slow like molasses As this continues then you know the fastest Computing, looting, I gets the root