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Roots - Proceed Ii
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...welcome to the roots, the roots Check it, check it, black thought, is in the house And uhh, malik b, is in the house Were groovin out, yes in the house *discordant talk* ... Just get on the mic with your master plan Verse one: malik b I can make you dance, I can make you shout The scripts in the scroll turned the whole party out Inject my lyrics in a sec with dialect Why accept, because its from the highest eye and depth Rap extrordinaire share me never ever See through because I be true, maliks together Intox your cells till your brain vein swells Niggazll claim terror when their never parellel Once I have a hunch that theres mcs that front I just crunched a whole bunch, in one big munch I always stand firm, under any term My actions never squirm cuz my tracks is perm I have a tendency to defend this mc My residency is simply in sensei I makes it vivid, on different continents of earth I pivot It seems extreme and exquisite but ask it is it My style is like a cat from a seventies flick Talkin jive as he strut with his afro pick Or a predator, just before he stalks his pray When I talk this way, I do dismay See youre puzzled, now how I think youre trying to juggle My mind is like a nine m double, now theres trouble The roots bring you styles and all types of creed I sign off but I shall proceed Chorus: I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the mic (4x) Verse two: black thought Yo, we could get fly, we could get fly We could get fly thats the anthem of my Crew not to glorify but its sorta high Troubles of the world bring tears to my eye wonder why My man, cant vaccinate, yall know the fate Similar to the way Im a disease on tape To escape metropolis is such a violent state I spill words over pages, styles over phrases From the worlds different stages for crowds of different ages Though not a nova, you witness like jehovah Now niggaz beg for lyrical plague to pass them over Righ right niggaz is like stick up kids Doin bids you got caught, enter the black thought I interface with bass when I communicate Crowds I elevate, to another mindstate of Rap thinking, see musically the black thinking rhythm Therefore, I give em what Im giving, therefore I give em what Im giving thats the hardcore The rootsll keep it real for sure, and I shall proceed Chorus Rockin on the microphone I do this well (repeats) *crowd cheers* The roots, the roots!
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