Текст (слова) песни: The Roots - Ya`All Know Who

I`m the ultimate, the rhyme imperial
I`m better but some don`t believe though
But I`m a proven hot
Y`all know the legendary Roots crew

Here we go Ock, watch my material knock
Y`all Tonka toys straight out the cereal box
Down low covert ops feel or not
Throw your mitts up we `bout to thicken the plot
My name is D-U-N-D-S-P, The Mic specialist
Laid back how it come off it seems effortless
I mac Nicholas, like a me St.
Flow excellent, my movement the next testament
Rhinoceros in the raps of far we
Y`all weaklings get slapped at the party
I`m the MC that MC`s aspire to be
Back to do it to death til ya tired of me
Now who the number one best
The never pop nuthin sound like the rest
C`mon you know I am em
Raw like dark denim, with a soft spot for smart women,
green trees and white linen
The black thought was a monster from the beginnin
Wreak spit venom, raw core shit I pinnin
It`s my time and it`s long overdo
Now who`s comin through y`all know who

[Mix] x3
Ya`All know the legendary roots crew

Word up, Black Th-idought, code name Anwar Sa-didat
Fake MC`s get stuck with pitchforks
From rollerbladin` on thin ice like it`s a rink
Picklehead cats is join, they don`t think
Ya not sleepin that a long ass blink money
Ya little chicken thick but her breath stink
Nuthin y`all spittin is interesting
Ya`all not Black Thought, nor the next best thing
Plug bullshit start a kid thuggish
Go ahead get ya thing off son, I just love it
It manifests a style thou shall not covet
And none of y`all rappers want no parts of it
Who the steppin razor, like Peter Ti-dosh
My nine speak soft my thoughts is Molotov
You cut like that then fuck it we all can toss
And who gonna shine when all y`all take a loss
It`s the boar, it`s similar tan as Dice Raw
Its big spawn kids cohap the quick draw
We heavyweight blowin` `em out the picture
For real, For real
Who comin` to get y`all

Mix

Step into the spot the venue is empty
5 minutes later the crowd is in a frenzy
Packed up to the maximum occupancy
Give me the mic I got a Jones like Quincy
Break down the barriers don`t try to fence me
Let the ladies in the front get pressed against me
Peepin, brothers on stage ten deep-an`
24 out the 18 straight leapin
Duck season, Thought bust the heat seakin
Mission make y`all feel this and keep leakin
Bang this in the hoods
Like stolen goods, keep reachin
New soundwave street sweepin
I walk upon water like Run D `em
Cash Money maintainin` the cut
It`s our time and it`s long overdue
Who comin` through y`all know who

Mix `til fade

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