Roots - Writters Block lyrics

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[Black Thought]<br />

Oooh<br />

Up, up.. up, up.. Up, Up<br />

Up, Up.. UP, UP UP UP!!<br />

UP!! UP!! UP!!<br />

UP I, UP I, UP I step, UP I walk<br />

UP I climb, to the platform<br />

On which I await the arrival of the, black liiiine<br />

2000 the abstract nighttrain that should be arriving<br />

In approximately eight complete lifetimes<br />

Do you dig that, ON, track number one<br />

Or is it my one track mind?<br />

With the same two hundred funky people packed together<br />

On one car that seats sixty<br />

Reminiscent of the Middle Passage only now we, gliiiide<br />

Over oceans of steel, and at the speed of light<br />

From the window, in my eye, I can't see<br />

Damn! Brother, excuse me brother<br />

Would you mind not dripping your umbrella into my lap?<br />

Now where was I? What, change to spare?<br />

Man you better change your mind, change your plan<br />

Change your attitude, change your ideas to change your position<br />

As I change my seat, and I change the channel on my WatchMan<br />

Just in time, special guest, The Roots, on the<br />

SOULLLLL TRAIN!<br />

John Coltrane and chinese food is my date for the night<br />

With that woman, with that girl, with that woman<br />

With that lady, with that woman, with that child<br />

Child I'm honey, honey-child, and I gots ta<br />

Gotta, gots ta, gotta gots ta, gots ta gotta gotta get ready<br />

Ready ready to go, read-read to go<br />

Going, going, going, going, going, going, going, GONE<br />

DAMN! ...<br />

I missed my stop.. Writters Block, hah!