Roots - What Goes On Part 7 lyrics
rate meDo you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
<br />
[Black Thought]<br />
Yo, niggaz can not see me, can not be me or<br />
Capture the metaphoric phrase blasted off stage when I tour<br />
I am but a messanger born to blow up<br />
My niggaz knew it all the time, lyrically I was a dime<br />
At the age of nine, shorty Black, could rhyme<br />
On the mic I never wasted time, I'm, the exquisite wizard<br />
When I visit shorties I hit it I'm cool as a blizzard<br />
Nigga what? You wanna bust your fronts, with the butter, my<br />
Black paper chase ya and then erase ya rhyme<br />
Sucker, MC's how I hate it when you waste your time<br />
My state of mind, shine like it's diamond studded<br />
I'm rhyme budded on stage, word is bond, when I'm on, I rage<br />
Got the 12 gauge had the reci-play, inter-terrestrial-ly<br />
My everyday M.O. is gettin dough cause times is rougher<br />
Than a mother for brothers to scuffle shuffle your cards kid<br />
Cause the odds is, niggaz'll hustle and live, foul<br />
This wild environment hostile produce, the music in me<br />
So my style's the blend of what is and was<br />
You could get a buzz from it, but enter too deep<br />
And reach a summit you fall and then plummit beyond real<br />
Where you're killed if your raps ain't ill<br />
Another crab motherfucker 'nother cap to peel<br />
Through these amps, I motivate camps to dance<br />
Niggaz too advanced, I warn, I'm just tellin you what goes on<br />
<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
<br />
[Myself aka ELO the Cosmic Eye]<br />
Inside my head, you wish to see<br />
The signs appear, the shit's not clear<br />
What if I flipped, would you know how to maintain your edge<br />
I'm takin heads because, there's no fuckin ledge<br />
I pledge allegiance to my cosmic guide<br />
I couldn't fit in three dimensions if I tried<br />
Civilizations I can delete, so crews don't bother me<br />
Battle with Jehovah gaining universal soveirgnty<br />
Niggaz run around like clones, I got planets and thrones<br />
Throughout the galaxy my name's well known (my name's well known)<br />
I'm all alone in my zone, you wouldn't understand<br />
Stare in my face, fuck around and catch a scar man<br />
(Malik B)<br />
<br />
[Malik B]<br />
Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders<br />
So when we begin to assassinate your cast members<br />
They shall candor, wavin white flags, man we surrender<br />
Those half-assed negroes know they're no contenders<br />
In syringes, I can shoot up lyrical vengeance<br />
And my grammar, might do a mandatory life in slammers<br />
You should regret it, thinkin about steppin to me<br />
Niggaz forget it - you'll get gassed with lyrics leaded<br />
Most energetic, I never snag I'm tightly threaded<br />
I flip scripts like pattern twistness in calisthetics<br />
Black Thought, Elo and me a trio<br />
Tellin the the strong, word is bond<br />
I'm just tellin you what goes on<br />
<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)<br />
<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(C'mon brother)<br />
Do you wanna know.. what goes on? *2X*<br />
(Tell me baby!)
