Текст песни Black Thought (The Roots) - Hardware
Black Thought (The Roots) - Hardware слова песни
(Do it right.)Chorus Pull out the hardwareLet`s do it right (right.)Aiyyo, do it right y`allHere we go, check it outSubzero, cold from the Krush introThe temperature alone shatter weatherproof windowWe move at adrenaline rush tempoAnd leave y`all rappers screamin` aboutWho stepped on toes and cut ya throatSo what, you can`t fuck wit thoughYou know it`s me and that poetry to add injury to insultWhen Thought beginThe what and the whenThe why and the whenA be explainedMusic ease the pain Seize the brainThe flow`s like sex in the rainHit `em like they hit the projects wit the craneHit `em like they hit the black man wit the blameHit the people like I`m bustin a gauge wit good aimTell `em bang this, dangerous masterpieceIt`s not a game to heat, pulsate through each veinStimulate the ghetto, that`s the reason `Riq cameIt feel so surreal it`s hard to keep saneUnplug me, seems like it`s raw, get uglyI come to operate, just shine the spotlight on meJust make a little noise if the crowd love meThe way I do it make these other rappers sound funnyChorus (2x)Do it right y`allYo, do it right y`allYo it`s like wassup, everybody wanna get niceBut everything come at a priceIt`s like everybody got they own vice, mine weed and the micAnd women that I need in my lifeSome strung out on religion and believing in christNext man need the money, stay pullin a heistWhile this other wanna fiend, stay huffin the pipeWhile this next wanna fiend, stay fuckin ya wifeTry to give the youth advice, and guiding lightYoung boys in the street getting high tonightYoung brothers upstate hype, tryin to fightReal bitter cause they niggas ain`t fly my kiteWhat I do is for them chain cigarette smoke heads wit bad nervesOld men in the barbershop using bad wordsFor people in the darkness, unseen and heard, for HIP-HOPDon`t get the meanin slurredMy flow disturbedPresence is the most preferredI descend upon Japan in a (?glowing bird?)Talk hustle, about 4 million servedStill swerve, directing y`all, life spills, word jus.Chorus (2x)Do it right y`allYo, do it right y`allAiyyo, when the fifth come thru it`s like amazing graceSlow motion like you in some shit that may have been lacedStandoff at the door when I step in the placeIt`s like the law comin` try and pepper spray in your faceIf you a weak nigga stay in ya placeMy name `Riq, when I speakThoughts travel at alarming ratesCome on, stomp wit The RootsI step into the vocal boothArmed to the toothCause the people want truthWe all want clothing and food, and wanna rootSo I stand up say what I say in front of youComin thru, feelin something new, chill for a fewI know you probably wanna keep it real for ya crewSo pull out the hardware, do what you tryin to doSo I can grab the mic, and do what I`m dyin to doThe turntableist, Krush on the 1 and 2And it ain`t no need to tell you my name, you know `Riq jus.Chorus (3x)