Roots - Dynamite! lyrics
rate me[Black Thought]<br />
Uh uh, come on, S-P in the<br />
Up north into the NYC and the out West<br />
And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite<br />
What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite<br />
Uh check it out, uh uh <br />
Yo yo yo yo yo check it out<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />
C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />
C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />
Check it out, eve-ry bo-dy <br />
Touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />
C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />
C'mon, touch this Illa-Fith Dynamite<br />
<br />
Yo, check it out<br />
In in tro tro duc ducing <br />
The sole missin link, what could MC's who listen think<br />
It's Black Thought, open your eyes and don't blink<br />
Yo, to rock this mic is like a basic instinct<br />
But yo in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducing<br />
<br />
[Elo]<br />
Behind thee, the mic champ-ion<br />
More than a step-ion<br />
Mothafuckers sweatin me, beggin me just to get me on<br />
Macro-cosmic, micro-master<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Aiyyo I'm all the way way, Phil Phil-lay-lay<br />
People wanna see the way the Illadel play<br />
Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say<br />
I'm from S-P, no mortal man can test me<br />
Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in<br />
Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em<br />
Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the past<br />
Your half-steppin ass, could never fathom a grasp because <br />
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[Elo]<br />
Yo we got a doctrine, in cold-rockin it<br />
Bringin this apocalype, nigga you mad topical<br />
*Bitch* my raps trick your optical<br />
Mister superficial, I'm rippin apart your heart tissue<br />
This is your official, dismissal<br />
I don't study the artificial, who fuckin wit the dark crystal<br />
Yo where are is you? I'm movin like a smart missle<br />
Aimed and guaranteed to hit you<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Word up, but when the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it<br />
It ain't no way to cen-sor it, my style metaphoric<br />
To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift<br />
The artist, comin out the Fifth darkness<br />
<br />
[Elo]<br />
We go back like ancients, while you ain't shit<br />
Sub-terrainean, never against the grain-ean<br />
Afro-American slash half-blade-ean<br />
In your universe, my star's the most radiant<br />
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Chorus<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Aiyyo it's all the way live, from 2-1-5<br />
Plus admission is denied so just wait outside<br />
Two extremes collide like Jekyl and Hyde<br />
And I provie you wit the swerve you need, but take heed<br />
You travellin like speed<br />
Iller than adventures you might read<br />
O-fficial original breed, the just-ice league, yo it's the P-5-D<br />
Style fashionist, other MC's they actresses<br />
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[Elo]<br />
Yo it's the high-opposed, you bout to get shot down<br />
Tryin to fly above this Illa-Fifth compound<br />
You've known since the get-go, I rock your disco<br />
Ain't nobody badder, but yo you get my gist so<br />
I represent so you gotta squint<br />
As far as how I do it you ain't compen-sate<br />
We causin nui-sance and get in-decent so save your two cents<br />
Don't come in my district, kickin that *bullshit*<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Yo it's all simplistic, limited click get<br />
Lyrically lifted, touchin the Fifth shit<br />
Trenches of the mentally twisted, you enlisted<br />
5 was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit<br />
<br />
[Elo]<br />
And I stomp ya, till you call me conqueror<br />
Back-slappin all the niggas that slept<br />
Thinkin that Elo could ever disappear<br />
I'm strippin they vi near<br />
Wit this non ether reefer, quiet frequent premiere<br />
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Chorus 2x
