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Текст песни The Roots - Sacrifice

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[Verse One: Black Thought]Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnidsDrastic, it ain`t plastic it`s Pro-BlacknessGrown man tactics, no pediatricsthe kind of track that make the comeback miraculousthe catalyst, Thought with the knack for splashin`I`m dashin` I mastered the craft of mashin`The level-headed throughbred, the female`s passionMag-netic attraction be keepin` them askin`The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin` Swerve half-naked, won`t come near crashin`But if I go to heaven, would y`all know my nameor would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?Clap for you freedom dog, that`s what`s happeningMy spit take critical political actionThe hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fractionAnd every word that`s understood is a transactionI`m an S.P. soldier, microphone holderRep Philly set from Bolivia to BoulderParis, France to Tip and TiogaHow we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya[Chorus: Black Thought & Nelly Furtado]I tell you one lesson I learnedIf you want to reach something in lifeYou ain`t gonna get it unlessYou give a little bit of sacrificeOoohh, sometimes before you smile you got to cryYou need a heart that`s filled with musicIf you use it you can flyIf you want to be high[Verse Two: Black Thought]Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jockI fly higher than them dudes, from off your blockMy name Black, the style is unorthodoxIt tap chins in your mens `til you thought could boxA couple of people wanted Thought to stop, but guess what? My man grab the missile, plug for the gutNow next time beatty stop being such a glutI`m precise with it like Faheim with haircutsWe up close on `em with toast but no crustIt`s fructose on `em they froze and won`t bustChoke on your face you jewels is lacklustGot to put it to you straight, y`all fools is jacked upCame close to the upmost but no cigarNose to the grindstone, head to the starsThe number one runner with the number one drummerGrammy award winnin` it`s the world`s eighth wonderCome on[Chorus][Verse Three: Black Thought]Your first impression might be I`m a assholeOr say I`m sometimey and give people a hassleOr try to suntouch and put the heat in the capsuleDog I`m far deeper than that though; I get in the zoneRecognize I`m a rolling stoneNo time to lollygag or lounge with scaliwagsGive me the disc or I put it where your body atOld school spit flow laid over Trotter tracksWith no apology fraud or trick-knowledgyJust trust, what I see and I say and follow me my wayI read an open booklet inside meThe star of the story that groove teller got meThrough all the dark times part of the businessThe light be contingent on small forensicsMy microphone`ll make a man a newborn infantIt`s true so the crew gon` sense itI get in the zone[Chorus x3]The fact of the matter is a matter of fact....

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