Lirik Lagu The Good The Bad And The Desolate - The Roots
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featuring Dice Raw and Shanky Don
Shanky Don Intro:Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And TheRoots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you lose in lifeinstantly ? we're like acid we burn you. Watch a rude bwoy now.
Black Thought:Yo you should see some of these cats that vocalizeThey get props from they local guys and try to raiseSpeaching through the mic like "Yo I apologize"They blind and wasn't as wise and fail to realize the com-Plectual sexual side of the rhymeWhen I make love to the mic the crowd respondYour promoter love the vocal over dub when I control the clubSo throw your hands up in the air show your loveWe waste not the bangingest beats but make useThe Roots get you open like parachutesYo who in the house only deal with hip hop that's authentic?Back to renovate your state of mind for a minuteIt's I, Bad Lieutenant represent fine lyeDelphia empire fifth dynastyYour third eye couldn't wait for you to relate to what I activateWhile the fake spectateI'm less then immpressive for beyond stressin'And battle as a reveloutionary adolescentBut now in the present with fake masters of ceremonies yo that's phoneyYou'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannonExaminin the compact disc to start rammin'To put the diagram in effect and get flyOn immature MC's who tryWake 'em up outta they High School High
Shakny Don:Yo bumbading bumdadabedangThe Roots crew boy we mash things againBumbading ripapadededang The Roots crew bwoy we runnin' back againBumbading dumdadadedang The Roots boy dem run the islandBumbading ripadededang look ? I mash up the scene
Malik B (M-illa-tant):I blast off the roof to prove she lay in there blazedEnslaved by the soundwaves as the skills amazeInsight skin type annalitic cause I live itMy ? brow pivot over your style like "give it"The lyricism I'm contemplatinng your neighborhood or legionBrutalize your section stalk your whole regionWhen you blink it's hell then you drink SifendaleYou wonder what's goin' inside of my thinkin' cellsWe bomb like militias I'm trying to stack richesLook first comes the money the power then the (?)They all will bring you down but I Milliant the soundWith a bargaid of pirate raps that's running through your townSurrounded by a wise dome my ledge knows horizonsI keep at a distance confused and feel cyclonesYou know I'm trying to make it because I probably take itHustlin' stickin' pickin' it or scrape itTracks appeal that's why I'm trying to mack a milI stay sedated worth a Zantac that's a pillIt gets hectic that's why niggas try to exitStress relates to those who walk around protected<
Shanky Don Intro:Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And TheRoots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you lose in lifeinstantly ? we're like acid we burn you. Watch a rude bwoy now.
Black Thought:Yo you should see some of these cats that vocalizeThey get props from they local guys and try to raiseSpeaching through the mic like "Yo I apologize"They blind and wasn't as wise and fail to realize the com-Plectual sexual side of the rhymeWhen I make love to the mic the crowd respondYour promoter love the vocal over dub when I control the clubSo throw your hands up in the air show your loveWe waste not the bangingest beats but make useThe Roots get you open like parachutesYo who in the house only deal with hip hop that's authentic?Back to renovate your state of mind for a minuteIt's I, Bad Lieutenant represent fine lyeDelphia empire fifth dynastyYour third eye couldn't wait for you to relate to what I activateWhile the fake spectateI'm less then immpressive for beyond stressin'And battle as a reveloutionary adolescentBut now in the present with fake masters of ceremonies yo that's phoneyYou'll get capped with colonial force that of a cannonExaminin the compact disc to start rammin'To put the diagram in effect and get flyOn immature MC's who tryWake 'em up outta they High School High
Shakny Don:Yo bumbading bumdadabedangThe Roots crew boy we mash things againBumbading ripapadededang The Roots crew bwoy we runnin' back againBumbading dumdadadedang The Roots boy dem run the islandBumbading ripadededang look ? I mash up the scene
Malik B (M-illa-tant):I blast off the roof to prove she lay in there blazedEnslaved by the soundwaves as the skills amazeInsight skin type annalitic cause I live itMy ? brow pivot over your style like "give it"The lyricism I'm contemplatinng your neighborhood or legionBrutalize your section stalk your whole regionWhen you blink it's hell then you drink SifendaleYou wonder what's goin' inside of my thinkin' cellsWe bomb like militias I'm trying to stack richesLook first comes the money the power then the (?)They all will bring you down but I Milliant the soundWith a bargaid of pirate raps that's running through your townSurrounded by a wise dome my ledge knows horizonsI keep at a distance confused and feel cyclonesYou know I'm trying to make it because I probably take itHustlin' stickin' pickin' it or scrape itTracks appeal that's why I'm trying to mack a milI stay sedated worth a Zantac that's a pillIt gets hectic that's why niggas try to exitStress relates to those who walk around protected<
