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Roots - The Good The Bad And The Desolate lyrics

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Shanky Don Intro:<br />

Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And The<br />

Roots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you lose in life<br />

Instantly ? we're like acid we burn you. Watch a rude bwoy now. <br />

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Black Thought:<br />

Yo you should see some of these cats that vocalize<br />

They get props from they local guys and try to raise <br />

Speaching through the mic like "Yo I apologize"<br />

They blind and wasn't as wise and fail to realize the com-<br />

Plectual sexual side of the rhyme<br />

When I make love to the mic the crowd respond<br />

Your promoter love the vocal over dub when I control the club <br />

So throw your hands up in the air show your love<br />

We waste not the bangingest beats but make use<br />

The Roots get you open like parachutes<br />

Yo who in the house only deal with hip hop that's authentic?<br />

Back to renovate your state of mind for a minute<br />

It's I, Bad Lieutenant represent fine lye<br />

Delphia empire fifth dynasty<br />

Your third eye couldn't wait for you to relate to what I activate<br />

While the fake spectate <br />

I'm less then immpressive for beyond stressin'<br />

And battle as a reveloutionary adolescent <br />

But now in the present with fake masters of ceremonies yo that's phoney<br />

You'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannon<br />

Examinin the compact disc to start rammin'<br />

To put the diagram in effect and get fly<br />

On immature MC's who try <br />

Wake 'em up outta they High School High<br />

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Shakny Don:<br />

Yo bumbading bumdadabedang<br />

The Roots crew boy we mash things again<br />

Bumbading ripapadededang The Roots crew bwoy we runnin' back again<br />

Bumbading dumdadadedang The Roots boy dem run the island<br />

Bumbading ripadededang look ? I mash up the scene<br />

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Malik B (M-illa-tant):<br />

I blast off the roof to prove she lay in there blazed<br />

Enslaved by the soundwaves as the skills amaze<br />

Insight skin type annalitic cause I live it <br />

My ? brow pivot over your style like "give it"<br />

The lyricism I'm contemplatinng your neighborhood or legion<br />

Brutalize your section stalk your whole region<br />

When you blink it's hell then you drink Sifendale<br />

You wonder what's goin' inside of my thinkin' cells<br />

We bomb like militias I'm trying to stack riches<br />

Look first comes the money the power then the (?)<br />

They all will bring you down but I Milliant the sound <br />

With a bargaid of pirate raps that's running through your town <br />

Surrounded by a wise dome my ledge knows horizons<br />

I keep at a distance confused and feel cyclones<br />

You know I'm trying to make it because I probably take it<br />

Hustlin' stickin' pickin' it or scrape it<br />

Tracks appeal that's why I'm trying to mack a mil<br />

I stay sedated worth a Zantac that's a pill<br />

It gets hectic that's why niggas try to exit<br />

Stress relates to those who walk around protected<br />

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Shanky Don:<br />

Yo bumbading ripadingdedingdedang <br />

The Roots crew man dem mash up the scene<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang The Roots crew man is running back again<br />

Bumbading ripadingdedingdedang<br />

The Roots crew man them come back again<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang The Roots crew man they run the islang<br />

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Dice Raw:<br />

Naw nigga what's up then? Thanks for the man outroduction<br />

Go ask your girl inside my world is the duction<br />

No frontin' finger on the button of destruction<br />

Play nice like entice and keep your styles on the hush and<br />

Step inside the illafifth dungeon<br />

Where it smells of pungent <br />

The underwater the brotherly lovin' <br />

Where crabs get knocked out respect from <br />

Brought back to the lab were the scientist will dissect 'em<br />

The old heads sniffin' start bitchin' when we testin'<br />

Interupting my class when my class is in session<br />

Was when I manifestin' or come to teach a lesson <br />

What's inside of my dome I'll have all you clones guessin'<br />

Lets begin as the color gets tossed in with the pen<br />

It feels good that's when you know it's a sin<br />

Everytime I rhyme I might get charged for murder<br />

Slicing your back with rap turn a brain into burger<br />

Lyrically I shot with radioactive waves <br />

Like Kolby and Big Kev on fridays<br />

Your styles older than dolo we on the top of ? <br />

Claim to gettin' over but you ain't makin' quota<br />

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Shanky Don:<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang The Roots crew man they mash up the lane<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang this a poor rap boy you might not see again<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang The Roots crew man they run things again<br />

Bumbading bumdadadedang Rufugee Camp step on thee scene<br />

Bumdading bumdadadedang

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