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Correct The Good The Bad & The Desolate Lyrics
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The Roots
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Correct The Good The Bad & The Desolate
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Shanky don intro: Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And the Roots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you lose in life Instantly? Were like acid we burn you. Watch a rude bwoy now. Black thought: Yo you should see some of these cats that vocalize They get props from they local guys and try to raise Speaching 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 rhyme When I make love to the mic the crowd respond Your promoter love the vocal over dub when I control the club So throw your hands up in the air show your love We waste not the bangingest beats but make use The roots get you open like parachutes Yo who in the house only deal with hip hop that's authentic? Back to renovate your state of mind for a minute Its I, bad lieutenant represent fine lye Delphia empire fifth dynasty Your third eye couldn't wait for you to relate to what I activate While the fake spectate I'm less then immpressive for beyond stressin And battle as a reveloutionary adolescent But now in the present with fake masters of ceremonies yo that's phoney Youll get capped with colonial force that of a cannon Examinin the compact disc to start rammin To put the diagram in effect and get fly On immature mcs who try Wake em up outta they high school high Shakny don: Yo bumbading bumdadabedang The roots crew boy we mash things again Bumbading ripapadededang the roots crew bwoy we runnin back again Bumbading dumdadadedang the roots boy dem run the island Bumbading ripadededang look? I mash up the scene Malik b (m-illa-tant): I blast off the roof to prove she lay in there blazed Enslaved by the soundwaves as the skills amaze Insight skin type annalitic cause I live it My? Brow pivot over your style like give it The lyricism I'm contemplatinng your neighborhood or legion Brutalize your section stalk your whole region When you blink it's hell then you drink sifendale You wonder what's goin inside of my thinkin cells We bomb like militias I'm trying to stack riches Look first comes the money the power then the [?] They all will bring you down but I milliant the sound With a bargaid of pirate raps that's running through your town Surrounded by a wise dome my ledge knows horizons I keep at a distance confused and feel cyclones You know I'm trying to make it because I probably take it Hustlin stickin pickin it or scrape it Tracks appeal that's why I'm trying to mack a mil I stay sedated worth a zantac that's a pill It gets hectic that's why niggas try to exit Stress relates to those who walk around protected Shanky don: Yo bumbading ripadingdedingdedang The roots crew man dem mash up the scene Bumbading bumdadadedang the roots crew man is running back again Bumbading ripadingdedingdedang The roots crew man them come back again Bumbading bumdadadedang the roots crew man they run the islang Dice raw: Naw nigga what's up then? Thanks for the man outroduction Go ask your girl inside my world is the duction No frontin finger on the button of destruction Play nice like entice and keep your styles on the hush and Step inside the illafifth dungeon Where it smells of pungent The underwater the brotherly lovin Where crabs get knocked out respect from Brought back to the lab were the scientist will dissect em The old heads sniffin start bitchin when we testin Interupting my class when my class is in session Was when I manifestin or come to teach a lesson What's inside of my dome I'll have all you clones guessin Lets begin as the color gets tossed in with the pen It feels good that's when you know it's a sin Everytime I rhyme I might get charged for murder Slicing your back with rap turn a brain into burger Lyrically I shot with radioactive waves Like kolby and big kev on fridays Your styles older than dolo we on the top of? Claim to gettin over but you aint makin quota Shanky don: Bumbading bumdadadedang the roots crew man they mash up the lane Bumbading bumdadadedang this a poor rap boy you might not see again Bumbading bumdadadedang the roots crew man they run things again Bumbading bumdadadedang rufugee camp step on thee scene Bumdading bumdadadedang
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