Roots - Table Of Contents Part 3 Lyrics
[black thought]Hit the flo ah, cuz its bout to blow ahCmon, hit the flo ah, its bout to blow ahHit the flo ah, its about to blow ahHit the flo ah, cuz its about to blow ahLyrical landslide, bonafide worldwide liveShit to make my niggas in the west just vibeComin out the numero that dont divideThats 5, talk hustle thats the way we surviveMy alter-ego, five-hundred fifty-five people collideBeneath a ? counter-locks? last like a thousand shotsBlack thought, sp side-clout to strut on sidewalkDip like high drug, spit fire fly third eye talkThat leave your mind struckWhat, miss kinda you *****in the rhyme upYo my man oc told ya times upReact/respond what, yall mcs is awe-struckPull a seat up at my table of contentsBut kill all the nonsense, Im readin your contents, you hate itThe ceo, sp incorporatedSupreme rap manuevers dat deleted orchestratedYamsayin, the most awaited back againShorty said where ya been?That I cant divulge, you can check for the bulgeOr roll over in doughYamsayin get overwhelmed, develop like filmStep up into the realm, what into the realmYamean, p-p, fam malik b *scatting*Yamsayin, word up you gone lose controlYamsayin, mcs you got bit the flowYamean, its bout to blowCheck it out, cmon wit the flowYo yo, aight playa, I got whatever kind of flavorRock from la to colorado to decaturWherever I walk stay smoked for hours laterI stumble into some trees to scuff up your gatorsNow what you and your lady know, dont she tell you how she a this nigga?She hit me up wit like fifty-five pagesMy sound take you from conception to death stagesIntroducin adrenaline, its outrageousLift you up like youre weightlessYo sit down its hard to take this bad news to spread aroundNow Im about to let you know whats up nowYoull be like thats whats up nowIm black thought, Ill pull the ground up from under your feetLike its a throw rug, my vocal impact that of a fo-fo slugYou hold your chest like hold up, I need time to thinkAnd detonate dont blinkYamsayin, hit the floor again now you extinctCheck it out, when we warrin in we on the brinkInsanity, niggas is panickin, ya tryin to runCheck it out, aiyyo yo the fearsomeWhat, hit the floHold up yamean, you just dont know (check it out)We bout to let this go (check it out)*scatting* aight, yo hit the flo!Check it out, its bout to blow wop bopCheck it out, hit the flo wop wopCheck it out, shits bout to blow wop wop and a cmonHit the flo wop wop we-wop cmonBout to blow wop bop check it outCmon hit the flo wop, and ahIts ya yamean, r-double-o-t-s yes stepYes, the lieutent, table of contents yoAnd the table of contents yamean?
