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The Roots

The Lesson Part 3 (It`s Over Now)

  hip-hop  hip hop  rap  soul  alternative rap
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[Black Thought]Well it`s the raw regees, thoroughbred from PhillyMy name Black Thought, my girl`s the Black LILIESSome people try to front like "I ain`t feelin it really"But that`s silly, cuz how the fuck you can`t feel me?When I first felt it, I knew it had to be dealt witAlot of ice-grillin in the house got meltedSome tried to put up a fight, but they was helplessYou ain`t try to turn that loose, you too selfishGimme that, guess who bringin the "Get busy" backWomen say the sound of my voice, the AfrodeziacOkayplayer.com, where you can hit me atE-me and when I`m in your town, come see meThe Real World for real, this ain`t your MTVThe illest INNERVISIONS since Stevie on waxMy vocal like serve-o forty-eight tracksThe fact of the matter is a matter of factThat it`s the Black Thought, controllin like Ike TurnerYou wanna get wise, you best to be a fast learnerOr just relax and peep how it`s doneAnd boogie ya ass to what`s about to come becauseChorus[Jaguar] *singing*The Lesson, now it`s now, we close shopWe got it locked, it`s over now[Dice Raw]Aiyyo Dice`s flows, hit idiots like crossbowsKnock em out the atlas, push em off the atlasI`m laugin, lookin down from off top the totemHop off my pedastall, grab my scrotumAiyyo y`all niggas ain`t FUCKIN wit this shit (I told em) Aiyyo y`all ain`t FUCKIN wit the Roots crew (I told em)The rap is a riot yeah cuz my family bouncinSoon as the name, Dice Raw is announced inThe arena, the grass is greener on the other sideI hit the stores, twenty-five thousand dieNow tell who the best in off the top in the worldI`ll give you a hint, the same guy that`s fuckin your girlI just didn`t have parents, The Roots found me in the trashBut still, a nigga got a lot of classTrick wit my pinky-finger up off the glassKeep talkin shit homeboy, that`s your assChorus[Malik B]It`s just the simple part of the gam(e)I guess it`s just the art of the scamCheck for your soul cuz it departed againM-ill-i-tant is atomic, you fall from the sky just like a cometMove out till the bottom of my shoes outHow many tracks do you bout?How many of these niggas you doubt?How many of these ladies makin you shout?You on a mission so listen to thisAsk yourself what condition is thisSick in the ?wist?, I rap on a satellite diskYou gotta like this, askin me about the way that I strollAbout the way I enfold, in scrambling modeYou`re like that, don`t bark cat, bite backWhat up Blood? Is things still the same in the hood?While I sit I gotta get dub, and wish I could plugThey thoughts`ll leave em stiff in the mud, you wannabe thugIn section eight, houses were hush up under the rugThe shit I spit is hummin wit slugs, get soaked in the sudsChorus 3x

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