The Roots

(Black Thought) Knocked up 9 months ago And she finna had she don＇t know She want neo-soul, cuz hip-hop is old She don＇t want no rock n roll She want platinum or ice and gold She want a whole lotta somethin to fold If you was obstacles, she＇d just dr

[Chorus 2X] He said yeah You better come out with your hands up We got you surrounded I'm in the back Changin my outfit He said blink We gonna send the hounds in I said wait Cause here I come Here I come Here I come You boys get ready Cause here I co

If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know

[ti:The Fire] [ar:The Roots (feat. John Legend)] [al:How I Got Over] [00:00.00]The Roots feat. John Legend - The Fire [00:00.50] [00:04.91]The fire, the fire [00:15.95]The fire, the fire [00:21.50] [00:22.46]John Legend: There's something in your hea

America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton Eleven million children are on Ritalin That's whay I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin False media, we don't need it, do we? Pilgrims, Slaves, Indian, Mexican It looks real fucked up for your next of kin

Every anywhere heights plains peaks or valleys Entrances exits vestibules and alleys Winding roads that test the firm nerve fortune or fatal behind the blind curve The engine oil purr lights flash to a blur speed work through the earth make your moto

[Chorus 2X: Joanna Newsome] We should shine a light on, a light on Book I write on, write on, it's right on [Black Thought] Yo, I try to get it how I live it A lot of people counting on me, kinda like a digit It's a cold world, I'm not fronting like

The Anti-Circle - The Roots Yo I'm tha anti-circle On tha mad train like a rain Thats verbal I storm Never comin twice in one form Tha black'll act a fool and I'm gone Crumbs bust it pass tha popcorn As I kick flava behavior your absctract I get reco

Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do... Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do... Yo, yo Lost generation, fast paced nation World population confront they frustration The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken It'