Roots - U.N.I.Verse At War lyrics
rate me[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 />
Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category)<br />
Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com)<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 />
Get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh<br />
War, going on between the West and the East<br />
Of the land, niggaz don't own a piece<br />
Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me<br />
My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie<br />
Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living<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 />
Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin<br />
At a table with sophisticated bitches<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 />
Your scholarship into the world of politics<br />
And mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era<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 />
Represent the wise, do this be how we enterprise<br />
Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin fast like drama<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 />
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 />
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[Verse Three:]<br />
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Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet<br />
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 />
Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static<br />
See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin back at it<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 />
I Used to Love but now she violated<br />
Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated<br />
They outdated and incarcerated<br />
Loved and appreciated hated and very debated<br />
For every career created was eliminated<br />
And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related<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 />
Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be<br />
Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening<br />
Business in places for you to cash your check<br />
My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad<br />
You can live in the burbs, and still get had<br />
The sad part about it niggaz had houses on the lake<br />
They tryin to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate<br />
For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate<br />
Call each other cuz cause of how we relate<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]
