• Letra Doble Trouble de Roots Ranking:
  • * about 35 seconds of ad libs *

    [Black Thought]

    We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow

    Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down

    All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown

    Brace yourself, it's about to go down

    [Mos Def]

    Runnin one on one and only hip-hop bound

    Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound

    (It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about

    [Black Thought]

    We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget

    We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

    Well it's like smack the track up and leave dents in it

    The vocalist, bustin this blunt, instrument spit

    The magnificent, rapper's run from it

    All fly girls, nipples and toes, numb from it

    MC's in my circumference, is confronted son

    Get your growth stunted from this, you don't want it

    (What nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O-S Def done it

    Who the ultimate? Yo my man speak up on it

    [Mos Def]

    Aiyyo I stop fools and drop jewels but never run it

    Rock mics so nice I make you stock price plummet

    All you high noon riders better rally at the summit

    It's me and Tariq and your fleet outnumbered

    Cross the membrane barkin big game and get hunted

    Eyewitness account, say it happened so sudden

    Just slid off to the side, didn't really say nuttin

    Then BLAOW, blew away the 1900th

    [Black Thought]

    You better get your rest cause the next day comin

    Oh yes, and MC's they scared to say sum'tin

    Stop frontin, I'm in the cut just onlookin

    Your get your kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken

    [Mos Def]

    Aiyyo, keep your tape on us so you catch the revolve

    of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star

    Illadelph and Vietnam we conference, accomplish

    Even with stakes inclined, I get mine, regardless

    [Black Thought]

    Yo, a lot of Smurfette MC's carry purses

    And rock, uniforms, that's made for nurses

    I burst your verses, your words is worthless

    Only touchin surface, the FUCK's the purpose?

    [Mos Def]

    I shot the sherriff, the deputy, and head of bank treasury

    So mounties in the county got a BIG bounty stressin me

    But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me

    Mos and Black Thought blast forth with the weaponry

    [both interwined]

    Like blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow

    Either stand tall or sit the fuck down

    All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown

    Brace yourself, it's about to go down

    [Mos Def]

    Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound

    (It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about

    [both intertwined]

    We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget

    We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

    [Mos Def]

    Yeah, now check your stove top before you take a listen

    And make sure beans don't burn in the kitchen

    These gased up niggas just ain't fuel efficient

    I play the winter breeze then choke hold your prisoner

    Now you niggaz can't make pole position

    Classy, chasis, can't hold the transmission

    Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin

    Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven

    [Black Thought]

    Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle)

    Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme)

    From the muscle kid I'm one of the illets of all time


  • I swing from chandeliers and wall climb

    And specialize in warfares of all kind

    A lot of MC's said I'm a run it down rhyme

    But half the time, they run it down one of mine

    Thought suffocatin em with yet another stunnin line

    You dumb and blind kid, it's enlarged and underlined

    [Mos Def]

    What I memorized leave your whole staff pressurized

    Melt down all of your artificial lies

    Y'all niggaz is faker than Yellow No. 5

    Swine like mono and diglyceride

    My vocals got texture, you just texturized

    I'm nicer than your writtens even when I'm improvised

    Step into my zone get flown like fly

    by the b-boy Lazarus who just won't die

    [Black Thought]

    Yo, me and Kamal and Leanord Hubbard, uestlove and Malik

    We go back to dollar holdings and Tahitian Treat

    Or like toast in the oven with government cheese bubblin

    Me and Dante like Marvin, The Troublemen travellin

    Give me the mic, we on that again

    b-boy business, off the top actin and battlin

    Servin them cats that forgot

    But don't get too close, because you might get shot

    [both interwined]

    Like blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow

    Either stand tall or sit the fuck down

    All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown

    Brace yourself, it's about to go down

    [Mos Def]

    Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound

    (It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about

    [both intertwined]

    We bout to blow up the spot, because y'all must have forget

    We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

    We go blaow-ba-dow-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow

    Either stand tall or sit the fuck down

    All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown

    Went from _Do You Want More?!?!!_ to what you want now?

    [Mos Def]

    Yo Tariq (whassup) how your micraphone sound

    (It sound tight) well aight, show em what it's about

    [both intertwined]

    We bout to blow up the spot, because y'all must have forget

    We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

    [Mos Def]

    Say here's a little story that must be told

    About two young brothers who got so much soul

    They takin total control, of the body and brain

    Flyin high in the sky, on a lyrical plane

    It's just two bad brothers who will never quit

    Mos Def and Tariq from the 2-1-5th

    They rock beginnin to end, on a spiritual blend

    And everybody who forgot then baby tell em again

    It's just me and Tariq, with Ahmir on the beat

    The Roots crew baby yo we got to make it unique

    We got the soul-shockinest, body-rockinest

    Non-stoppinest, _Fortified Live_ survive the apocalypse

    Rhymes we say, the perfect blend

    Because we know how to rock when the beat come in

    Like zen-zen-zen-zen-zen

    Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

    Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen

    Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen

    Zen-zen-zen, ZEN zen ZEN zen

    Here we go, here we here we here we go

    Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen

    Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen

    Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

    Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break

    Then zen-zen-zen-zen-zen

    Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

    Two years ago, a friend of mine

    Zen zen, ZEN zen, zen-zen zen-zen... *fades* Puntuación:
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