Roots - What They Do (feat. Raphael Saadiq) lyrics
rate meChorus: (Saadiq)<br />
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Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...<br />
Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...<br />
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Verse One:<br />
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Yo, lost generation, fast pace nation<br />
World population confront their frustration<br />
The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken<br />
It's all contractual, and about money making<br />
Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know their limitations<br />
Exact replication and false representation<br />
You wanna be a man, then stand your own<br />
To MC requires skills, I demand some shown<br />
I let the frauds keep frontin<br />
And roam like a celluar phone far from home<br />
Giving crowds what they wanted<br />
Offical hip-hop consumption, the 5th dumpin<br />
Keepin ya party jumpin wit an original somethin<br />
Yo, I dedicate this to the one dimension-al<br />
No imagination, excuse for perpetration<br />
My man came over and said<br />
"Yo we thought we heard you"<br />
Joke's for you<br />
We heard your bitin ass crew but uh<br />
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Chorus: Raphael Saadiq<br />
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Never do, what they do when they do what they do<br />
(repeat 2X)<br />
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Verse Two: Black Thought<br />
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Thin is the line of between love and hatred<br />
The game is ill-natured, it's nothing sacred<br />
Hey yo, it's funny when i see some rap niggaz do the making <br />
Of you would blow up or go as far as they can take it<br />
My nine to five is just to hit ya get the party live<br />
I'm Black Thought, used to rap for sport<br />
Now the rhymes need life support<br />
I take it very seriously within this industry<br />
It's various crews that try to touch me<br />
But I come wit the beautiful thing<br />
And I bless the track plushly <br />
Around the world the crowds love me from doing tours<br />
Recepient of applause from you and yours<br />
Creator of original sounds to send to stores you take home<br />
To absorb and sweat it out your pores<br />
Now who can stop the music runnin through these veins<br />
Infinitely go against the grain<br />
That's why my motto's to<br />
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Chorus<br />
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Verse Three:<br />
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Livin the life of limos and lights<br />
Airplanes and trains<br />
Short days and long nights<br />
Keyboards and mics<br />
Bass chords and drum kicks<br />
And my mental thick to hit my head like brick<br />
As I embark on a mission welcoming to the dark<br />
When I first spark the arts, when's the listening start<br />
Open your head wide and let the thought inside<br />
My style fortified by all of philladel-phy<br />
I've dealt more stealth than all the wicked weal-thy<br />
Mentality undetectable by the naked eye<br />
Then I get paid when the record is played<br />
To put it short I want it Made like Ed, nuff said<br />
Then after that, I'm puttin on the ___<br />
Let the ladies blend with the darkskin devil bred and discover<br />
My level is that of no other<br />
And Roots crew bring offical and true<br />
While I'm continuin to...<br />
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Chorus: repeat 4X
