Roots - What Goes On Pt. 7 lyrics

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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 />

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[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 ?, 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 />

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[Malik B]<br />

Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders<br />

So when we begin to assassinate your cast members<br />

They shall ?, 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!)