Roots - U. N. I. Verse At War lyrics

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Featuring Common <br />

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Intro: Common <br />

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Yeah, U.N.I.Verse <br />

at war <br />

U.N.I.Verse (when you and I verse) <br />

at war motherfucker <br />

We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war) <br />

Illadelph, you know how we get down <br />

You know the business (Illtown illanoid) <br />

Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com) <br />

Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category) <br />

Break it down one two (we about to drop a bomb, check it) <br />

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Chorus: 2X <br />

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When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War) <br />

And your verse at core, for what you thought before <br />

Steppin up into a zone you should never explore <br />

The next level or, level of the whole conceptor <br />

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Verse One: <br />

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Check it, rappers <br />

Get on the mic talk about cars and clothes <br />

Sounding like hoes <br />

Ain't been exposed to the foes of most disciples <br />

I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man <br />

Rotated down to Phil, to say what I feel <br />

War, going on between the West and the East <br />

Get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh <br />

of the land, niggaz don't own a piece <br />

Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me <br />

Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living <br />

My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie <br />

Beware, the new world order, the devil's new religion <br />

Sent my homey to the number two division <br />

Sellin bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver <br />

at a table with sophisticated bitches <br />

Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin <br />

Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother <br />

Nor do I call every nigga my brother <br />

Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta B like Malik <br />

So don't Question a Brother, to the Roots I get deep <br />

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Verse Two: <br />

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Yo, enter the last era <br />

and mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era <br />

Your scholarship into the world of politics <br />

I bring hip-hop terror like the Fuhrer <br />

The Ace Ventura into the horror <br />

Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border <br />

I'll struc-ture a style destroy your whole aura <br />

Plus you're a-drenalin'll rise before your eyes <br />

and mortalize, my image hit the skies <br />

Deceive the devil in disguise <br />

My music I parenthesize <br />

Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin fast like drama <br />

Represent the wise, do this be how we enterprise <br />

Dyin I wear your mind away like Alzheimer <br />

I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama <br />

The A-O this year we leavin em in trauma <br />

Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy <br />

or history of the family, the fifth dynasty <br />

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For humanity, to bear witness to this <br />

Del-val-syllable stylist <br />

You know the time kid <br />

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Chorus 2X <br />

Verse Three: <br />

Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet <br />

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Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid <br />

Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic <br />

The rock was typed graphic now watch the mic blast it <br />

See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin back at it <br />

Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static <br />

The Lieuten-ant, the ele-phant, sippin automatic <br />

Mic, rippin asiatic, architects out to have it <br />

The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary <br />

exaggerated, niggaz is livin highly medicated <br />

Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated <br />

I Used to Love but now she violated <br />

They outdated and incarcerated <br />

Loved and appreciated hated and very debated <br />

And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related <br />

For every career created was eliminated <br />

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Verse Four: Common <br />

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As the block is de-vine <br />

Niggaz swing on in a safari <br />

Wild niggaz, like I'm high on latari <br />

Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see <br />

Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening <br />

Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be <br />

My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad <br />

Business in places for you to cash your check <br />

The sad part about it niggaz had houses on the lake <br />

You can live in the burbs, and still get had <br />

They tryin to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate <br />

Call each other 'cause cause of how we relate <br />

For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate <br />

I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates <br />

Through the wind and blow-ups, is how niggaz communicate <br />

Harmonizing through beeper and reefer <br />

The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper <br />

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Chorus 4X