Lirik Lagu The Ultimate - The Roots
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*Black Thought speaks and makes crowd respond for a minute and 15 sec.*
[Black Thought]Yo my definition is a lyricist for hireMy vocal's a passport that never expireCrowd loud like fifty rounds of gun fireScreamin out "The Roots" while I balance wit the wireYo, expert in this profession, the sessionIn 1987, I linked up wit the ?uestionEleven years later we shared crop wit GeffenIn musical hell, but hip-hop forever heavenMy thoughts, interwoven and deep like BeethovenThis foul world so filled of shit it like a clogged up colonSwollen wit minds that got stolenFake-ass cops, uncontrollable patrolmenTorture, blood flow like bodies of waterFathers sexually assaultin they own daughterOut of sync, outta order like a puzzleIn the land of the unseen hand that hold juggleIn a Game of Life, yo it's hard to roll a doubleTryin times, take lives and separate couplesKids thinkin they grown, tellin they moms "Fuck you"Under they breath, livin in the last times leftPeep the imagery stretch across the sky like a canvasAnd we're the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darknessTime to set it off, let's spark thisSwitzerland, LET'S SPARK THIS!!We are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, rock-rockin it, rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itWe are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER! (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE(Rock-rockin it) C'mon (Rock-rockin it) C'mon (Rock-rockin it)Yo my definition is a lyricist for hireYou couldn't have a clue, it's about to transpireThe books I buy live arms ?I wire?The Fifth, similar to ghetto gospel choirWe ex-plore the whole states plus recordIn flight buds, trip that was a prisoner in warFour-four the corridor, seal it, no floorBut I could see the drop was a mile aboardTo the bottom, electrical shock for rhymesI said "I don't got em", guess it kinda presented a problemWhen I understood, they said "Let him go"I woke, during a center to London-HeathrowAnd now wit a past, fuckin wit border patrolI'm findin it out, I'm leakin wit my peopleHit the studio, spread this informationIn daze of frustration fogged the education>From Illa-Fifth to Switzerland destinationThe Roots du journ, go check the translationThe dictionary of devout topics, far from ebonicsThe Fifth Dynast, they can't stop itYo Zurlich y'all keep it tight heedWhile The Roots Crew smoke weedYo, we are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, say what? (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, c'mon(Rock-rockin it) C'mon c'mon rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itWe are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER(Rock-rockin it) C'mon rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itThey go *Thought starts humming and Scratch does his thing**Crowd cheers*
[Black Thought]Yo my definition is a lyricist for hireMy vocal's a passport that never expireCrowd loud like fifty rounds of gun fireScreamin out "The Roots" while I balance wit the wireYo, expert in this profession, the sessionIn 1987, I linked up wit the ?uestionEleven years later we shared crop wit GeffenIn musical hell, but hip-hop forever heavenMy thoughts, interwoven and deep like BeethovenThis foul world so filled of shit it like a clogged up colonSwollen wit minds that got stolenFake-ass cops, uncontrollable patrolmenTorture, blood flow like bodies of waterFathers sexually assaultin they own daughterOut of sync, outta order like a puzzleIn the land of the unseen hand that hold juggleIn a Game of Life, yo it's hard to roll a doubleTryin times, take lives and separate couplesKids thinkin they grown, tellin they moms "Fuck you"Under they breath, livin in the last times leftPeep the imagery stretch across the sky like a canvasAnd we're the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darknessTime to set it off, let's spark thisSwitzerland, LET'S SPARK THIS!!We are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, rock-rockin it, rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itWe are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER! (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE(Rock-rockin it) C'mon (Rock-rockin it) C'mon (Rock-rockin it)Yo my definition is a lyricist for hireYou couldn't have a clue, it's about to transpireThe books I buy live arms ?I wire?The Fifth, similar to ghetto gospel choirWe ex-plore the whole states plus recordIn flight buds, trip that was a prisoner in warFour-four the corridor, seal it, no floorBut I could see the drop was a mile aboardTo the bottom, electrical shock for rhymesI said "I don't got em", guess it kinda presented a problemWhen I understood, they said "Let him go"I woke, during a center to London-HeathrowAnd now wit a past, fuckin wit border patrolI'm findin it out, I'm leakin wit my peopleHit the studio, spread this informationIn daze of frustration fogged the education>From Illa-Fifth to Switzerland destinationThe Roots du journ, go check the translationThe dictionary of devout topics, far from ebonicsThe Fifth Dynast, they can't stop itYo Zurlich y'all keep it tight heedWhile The Roots Crew smoke weedYo, we are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, say what? (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE, c'mon(Rock-rockin it) C'mon c'mon rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itWe are the ULTIMATE (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER (rock-rockin it)We are the ULTIMATE LOUDER(Rock-rockin it) C'mon rock-rockin it, rock-rockin itThey go *Thought starts humming and Scratch does his thing**Crowd cheers*
