《The Lesson Pt. 1》歌词

歌曲： The Lesson Pt. 1

所属专辑：Do You Want More!!!!

歌手： The Roots

时长： 05:13

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The Lesson Pt 1 - The Roots[00:00:01]

Lyrically versatile[00:00:28]

My rap definition is wild[00:00:29]

I wrote graffiti as a juvenile[00:00:31]

Restin on deuce trey[00:00:32]

And used to boost gray Kangol's[00:00:34]

With 555 Soul's from the streets[00:00:36]

Of the Ill-a-delphiadaic insane[00:00:38]

For monetary gain niggaz is slain on the train[00:00:40]

It's homicide[00:00:43]

For wealth stealth missions for crack[00:00:44]

In the alleyways where niggaz get grazed in the back[00:00:45]

From stray shots[00:00:48]

Clips with hollow tips for your spine or[00:00:49]

Either remain calm catch a rhyme to your mind[00:00:51]

Niggaz ya know my style[00:00:54]

I run a--motherf**kin-rap--muk[00:00:55]

When Malik get a U-Haul truck[00:00:56]

I stand five foot seven in command of the party[00:00:59]

And scam like Uncle Sam[00:01:02]

I'm never caught up in the glass eye[00:01:03]

Of your action cam cause I'm down low[00:01:05]

Artistic exquisite rap pro that get the dough[00:01:07]

It's the Philly borough dread[00:01:09]

Thoroughbread for dolo[00:01:11]

I bag solo like a nigga that boost Polo[00:01:12]

Steppin through the corridor of metaphors[00:01:15]

Lookin over my left[00:01:17]

Shoulder the mic still feel colder than before[00:01:18]

With this jazz shit I hit your jaw[00:01:21]

Dice Raw get up on the mic my young poor[00:01:23]

I be the nigga blowin up the spot on tour[00:01:25]

Surely real to the core old school like eighty-four[00:01:28]

I never die and raps till my lungs collapse[00:01:30]

Then relax until my knack for tracks[00:01:33]

Bring it back on time[00:01:35]

When I rhyme my rep remain[00:01:37]

Either go against the grain or your ass is found slain[00:01:38]

I overcome niggaz want styles then I throw you some[00:01:41]

Show you some get on the mic and take it over son[00:01:44]

Dice Raw the motherf**kin Wild Noid[00:01:47]

Get on the mic and perpetratin is void[00:01:49]

Ya leave niggaz missin in action like their dads in the projects[00:01:52]

My style like an old mac travel round and catch wreck[00:01:55]

I'm ill versatile with the skill no more[00:01:57]

Wack MC's wanna flex but their styles they bore[00:02:00]

Got to know the real meaning of the ill shit kid[00:02:02]

I do mad damage but never will catch a bid[00:02:05]

With my knapsack full of ill shit that I just boosted[00:02:08]

From the corner store when I let loose more[00:02:11]

Flavor that's me rippin heads off from the seams[00:02:13]

Niggaz didn't play like Jeru and Come Clean[00:02:16]

[he heh ha ha ha[00:02:18]

Or 808's cause my style flows out great[00:02:21]

And superspectac with all the raw rap[00:02:24]

Pull a metal chair out my knapsack across your back ka-crack[00:02:26]

Now do you feel the pain of course[00:02:30]

I guess you're believin that I'm insane[00:02:32]

When I'm taggin my name upon the train I got so much pride[00:02:34]

I got so much soul with lyrics high[00:02:37]

To make niggaz stop drop and roll now check me out one time[00:02:39]

For your ass fat styles equivalent[00:02:43]

Of an AIDS infected Glock blast[00:02:44]

Niggaz know my style plus they know they want more[00:02:47]

Props from Mount Vernon to Mount Rushmore[00:02:50]

OK kid you know my style is buckwild literature[00:02:52]

That you can never get when I'm thinkin your particular[00:02:54]

Flavor that you want[00:02:57]

I sit back and smoke a fat blunt in class[00:02:59]

Teachers can kiss my ass I'm twice Dice[00:03:01]

Nigga de Raw never take a bad fall[00:03:03]

Smack your head up against the wall[00:03:05]

Like playin handball my style's ill[00:03:07]

I slam like Hulk Hogan Dice Raw bettin on my arm[00:03:09]

Niggaz know my slogan while I breathe your last breath[00:03:12]

Niggaz better watch they step fat bull catch wreck[00:03:14]

Ill gots ta keep you in check[00:03:17]

With the hellified beats and hard rhymes[00:03:19]

Niggaz know my style when I go the whole nine[00:03:21]

I beat down punks cut em up into fruit chunks[00:03:24]

Like fruit'salad my style's smooth like white owl[00:03:27]

Blunts so whatcha want if you got beef then come get it[00:03:29]

If ya don't well then forget it[00:03:32]

My rap style's exquisite I'm Raw Daddy[00:03:33]

Like niggaz with no Trojans on the stage when I rhyme[00:03:35]

I gots ta keep my composure[00:03:38]

Where I'm from it's like a whole different world[00:03:40]

Hoppin a train honeydip and I'ma snatch your squirrel[00:03:42]

Most corrupt motherf**ker in the tenth grade[00:03:45]

Juvenile cause Jeff McKay could not fade[00:03:47]

Don't ask me honey I'm not the one for stressin[00:03:50]

If you wanna know better ask BR O Th E R [00:03:53]

Cause he know the time like I know the time[00:03:55]

When I grab the microphone[00:03:58]

It's like summertime laid back to recline[00:03:59]

In my La-Z-Boy chair[00:04:02]

Dice Raw the Wild Noid[00:04:03]

I'm the f**k up outta here[00:04:05]