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Roots - Doble Trouble lyrics

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* about 35 seconds of ad libs *<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow<br />

Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down<br />

All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown<br />

Brace yourself, it's about to go down<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Runnin one on one and only hip-hop bound<br />

Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound<br />

(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget<br />

We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)<br />

Well it's like smack the track up and leave dents in it<br />

The vocalist, bustin this blunt, instrument spit<br />

The magnificent, rapper's run from it<br />

All fly girls, nipples and toes, numb from it<br />

MC's in my circumference, is confronted son<br />

Get your growth stunted from this, you don't want it<br />

(What nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O-S Def done it<br />

Who the ultimate? Yo my man speak up on it<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Aiyyo I stop fools and drop jewels but never run it<br />

Rock mics so nice I make you stock price plummet<br />

All you high noon riders better rally at the summit<br />

It's me and Tariq and your fleet outnumbered<br />

Cross the membrane barkin big game and get hunted<br />

Eyewitness account, say it happened so sudden<br />

Just slid off to the side, didn't really say nuttin<br />

Then BLAOW, blew away the 1900th<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

You better get your rest cause the next day comin<br />

Oh yes, and MC's they scared to say sum'tin<br />

Stop frontin, I'm in the cut just onlookin<br />

Your get your kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Aiyyo, keep your tape on us so you catch the revolve<br />

of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star<br />

Illadelph and Vietnam we conference, accomplish<br />

Even with stakes inclined, I get mine, regardless<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

Yo, a lot of Smurfette MC's carry purses<br />

And rock, uniforms, that's made for nurses<br />

I burst your verses, your words is worthless<br />

Only touchin surface, the FUCK's the purpose?<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

I shot the sherriff, the deputy, and head of bank treasury<br />

So mounties in the county got a BIG bounty stressin me<br />

But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me<br />

Mos and Black Thought blast forth with the weaponry<br />

[both interwined]<br />

Like blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow<br />

Either stand tall or sit the fuck down<br />

All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown<br />

Brace yourself, it's about to go down<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound<br />

(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about<br />

[both intertwined]<br />

We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget<br />

We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Yeah, now check your stove top before you take a listen<br />

And make sure beans don't burn in the kitchen<br />

These gased up niggas just ain't fuel efficient<br />

I play the winter breeze then choke hold your prisoner<br />

Now you niggaz can't make pole position<br />

Classy, chasis, can't hold the transmission<br />

Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin<br />

Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle)<br />

Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme)<br />

From the muscle kid I'm one of the illets of all time<br />

I swing from chandeliers and wall climb<br />

And specialize in warfares of all kind<br />

A lot of MC's said I'm a run it down rhyme<br />

But half the time, they run it down one of mine<br />

Thought suffocatin em with yet another stunnin line<br />

You dumb and blind kid, it's enlarged and underlined<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

What I memorized leave your whole staff pressurized<br />

Melt down all of your artificial lies<br />

Y'all niggaz is faker than Yellow No. 5<br />

Swine like mono and diglyceride<br />

My vocals got texture, you just texturized<br />

I'm nicer than your writtens even when I'm improvised<br />

Step into my zone get flown like fly<br />

by the b-boy Lazarus who just won't die<br />

[Black Thought]<br />

Yo, me and Kamal and Leanord Hubbard, ?uestlove and Malik<br />

We go back to dollar holdings and Tahitian Treat<br />

Or like toast in the oven with government cheese bubblin<br />

Me and Dante like Marvin, The Troublemen travellin<br />

Give me the mic, we on that again<br />

b-boy business, off the top actin and battlin<br />

Servin them cats that forgot<br />

But don't get too close, because you might get shot<br />

[both interwined]<br />

Like blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow<br />

Either stand tall or sit the fuck down<br />

All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown<br />

Brace yourself, it's about to go down<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound<br />

(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about<br />

[both intertwined]<br />

We bout to blow up the spot, because y'all must have forget<br />

We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)<br />

We go blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow<br />

Either stand tall or sit the fuck down<br />

All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown<br />

Went from _Do You Want More?!??!!_ to what you want now?<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound<br />

(It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about<br />

[both intertwined]<br />

We bout to blow up the spot, because y'all must have forget<br />

We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)<br />

[Mos Def]<br />

Say here's a little story that must be told<br />

About two young brothers who got so much soul<br />

They takin total control, of the body and brain<br />

Flyin high in the sky, on a lyrical plane<br />

It's just two bad brothers who will never quit<br />

Mos Def and Tariq from the 2-1-5th<br />

They rock beginnin to end, on a spiritual blend<br />

And everybody who forgot then baby tell em again<br />

It's just me and Tariq, with Ahmir on the beat<br />

The Roots crew baby yo we got to make it unique<br />

We got the soul-shockinest, body-rockinest<br />

Non-stoppinest, _Fortified Live_ survive the apocalypse<br />

Rhymes we say, the perfect blend<br />

Because we know how to rock when the beat come in<br />

Like zen-zen-zen-zen-zen<br />

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen<br />

Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen<br />

Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen<br />

Zen-zen-zen, ZEN zen ZEN zen<br />

Here we go, here we here we here we go<br />

Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen<br />

Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen<br />

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen<br />

Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break<br />

Then zen-zen-zen-zen-zen<br />

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen<br />

Two years ago, a friend of mine<br />

Zen zen, ZEN zen, zen-zen zen-zen... *fades*

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