Roots - Section Lyrics
Chorus: black thought: (2x)You cant front, we comin with the shots to pumpWe got more cuz its what you wantThump it in your section and throughout your sectionIn your area, throughout your whole section, yo...Black thought:Yall know the dynasty, the roots repertoireThe lieutenant from the reservoir, serve the sparThe injurar, preditar of a competitarI send mcs where the paramedics areAt first, Im like nah, Im nonchalant from afarThen strike to cut the fake rap star jugularWith irregular balance of the cat burgla-rarKnown to parlay with garcia vega cigarsI know the flavor because me and the thugs minds are mutualWe congruent, lay on the corner with the trauma unitIm from the lab where the bombs distibutedSo never try to duplicate the skills executedSon youd get electrocuted from the worldwide reputedShine like nickel heat that blow your mind when I shoot itSome know me as the man thats from the roots crewOthers as the bad lieutenant of snyder avenueWe go an eye for an eyeBehead like a samurai thatll command the dynasty until he dieWho will imply that I lack a-biliti?Make your words known, amplify the u-tilitiIm crooked like the I on a toxic malt liquorThe land whipper, the dom perignon champ sipperThe fifthll bring it all together like the zipper on a butter leatherThe bad lieu a bring the bad weatherSo to whoever got riff, let it restReflect, then recollect on the way it was setIts the veteran architect that flows with the rhythm of sexBe on the low shotgun in the lexWith my man low to flexIm restin where they handle the tecsAnd the lyrical vandal is next flowSo my man, my mizza, my manM-ilitant, whats the master plan?Once again...Chorus:Malik b.Peep the oratory, niggaz bore me with theatricsMoms listen to they daughter story about my packetsThe adverse is on your table, stabilize emotionA soldier at ease, but on post of up most inBrag and boast in my anecdotes that chokeInvade your whole terrain, you feel the pain provokeWhen I breaststroke your wavelength of intensityMy alliance bring forth to you an entityYour whole vicinity, I contaminate with hateGot no time to debate, but hold up wait, sit straightIts in mil, the elicit, you violate, you get a ticketMcs you cant tell I expel, you get evicted>from out your misery, serve your ass with my deliveryAllah makes the ground you steppin on shiveryPermanent tears run through your thoughts you queersIts all upstairs, where theres a crowd, table and chairsFor years, been on the mic, Im like a dike with stairsWhen I strike, I stay severe, niggaz stay low in they glare>from over here, my range rover square to blast offsideSwitch the pitch from southpaw to unorthodoxI shock your brain with the miscellaneousWho beez the zaniest...nigga with words that are spontaneous?Black thought:A yo, the purpose mainly is to generate the luther vanLyrical contraband, controllin your command and...Chorus:Black thought:All the way live from 2-1-5, all the way live from the 6-1-0Gettin cash, get the gustoOne time, its the dynasty flowRunnin it down the line, its anotherYeah, you in tune to another ill5th dynasty production baby (fading out)
