One, two
Yes, The Roots layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out with my man Malik be
We call him Sla-xon
Ya know what I'm sayin? We in effect
Mo like Al B. Sure, for your pleasure
Ayo, bust it
We about to flip it on some ol' laid back, mellow, my man tip
We gon' set it like this
Yo, check it

Bust it, la di da di, who likes to party?
Like Slick Rick the Ruler, I'm cooler than a ice brick
Got soul like those afro picks, with the black fist
And leave a crowd drippin' like John the Baptist, it's
The cause of that, "Oh shit!"
The skits I kick, flows like catfish
And got many emcees on the blacklist
I'm sharp as a cactus, plus quick to bust gymnastic tactics
Us, Roots is really true to that rap shit
Now, holla to the scholarly, street skats that follow me
Back to the Soul Shack with packs of rap colonies
Max that, Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make Shadrach
Offender want to go like Meshach, Black
Thought the nappy cat, a bookworm, shoe styles like sperm
Cool as Malcolm Little with conch a la perm burn
The herb sticks like wicks, and flips when I slaps the hand
Of my mellow, my man, Malik be

Here I goes, negroes best to know the flower
The professional, best in those skills that kills so, uh
Whoa, slow down before you go down (sissy)
Trixie this is Agatha Christie your slain and know now
Next contender, Malik's the axe offender
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep within the
Microphones I grip, psych with poems so's I slits throats
Put him in a quote, when he croaks
They sayin', isn't it, is it the negro that did it?
'Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say, "Ribbit"
I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny forms
(And we're in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, whack ya
Manufacture, you can even ask Anita about the rapture
I figured, perhaps ya, a say it slam
For my mellow, my man

The way we do it like this
That, for my mellow, my man
It's like that for my mellow, my man
No, no, we do it like that
This, for my mellow, my man
It's like this for my mellow, my man
No, no, we do it like this
That, for my mellow, my man
It's like that for my mellow, man
No, no, we do it like that
This, for my mellow, my man
It's like this for my mellow, my man

Yo, I got spunk, plus funk
And Jump Like Punks, to Get Beat Down
Turn that heat down, I'm crazy cool
Deeper than the pool than Wilt the Stilt
Damn near drowned in clowns bounce to sound
When Thoughts pound
And brown's my complexion section Southern
My brother-in is Jex, I
Sweats no sex, 'cause this kid gets
Grits and shit, it's flex to drains that was crazed
When your heart spit up, dip dup damn
Yo, I lost it but
Back is the Black Boogey Man
Manic, mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was lost but was found, now I gets down
From Philly to the Apple I, stop and holla tunes and then hit
Up-town, Diggin' Planets when they get Earthbound
I kick the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I pass the can
To my mellow, my man, Malik be

Whoa, shucks, my knuc' snuff ducks (uh-huh)
Abruptly I erupt, to destruct, deducts
In wax I like to smack 'em, stroke 'em as I cap 'em
Change my name to Saran or Reynolds then I wrap 'em
Negroes know we be furrow to my borough
'Cause my ass is so thorough, like Levert Gerald
Too strong to be sterile
So I impregnates the greats (say what?)
Bust the Pacino's, I won't trust them
Even though I lust them shapes, females for retail prices
Twice this nice, this witch sure does her spices
I won't smirk, 'cause my name's not Urkel
The voice with the multiple choice, she does a circle
You want to turn and page your eyes, and try to plagiarize
But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and slayed ya
Microphones I grip equipped to flip the hypocrites
And nit-wits, with tidbit skits, them ain't
That was a curse, but I divide it in half
Gets the airplay, no fair play, you're feelin the wrath
Of Malik, ayo, get tragic, negroes that get dramatic
Because I have the habit to smoke rabbits like a addict
So if you can not rap I will just slap you
If you wants to pick up on your nose be shows the chrome
And then we cap, you
It's too bad, dem cyan't understand di true check
For my mellow, my man

The way we do it like this
That, for my mellow, my man
It's like that for my mellow, my man
No, no we do it like that
This, for my mellow, my man
It's like this for my mellow, my man
No, no we do it like this
That, for my mellow, my man
It's like that for my mellow man
No, no we do it like that
This, for my mellow, my man
It's like this for my mellow, my man

I think it's for my mellow, my man, uh
My mellow, my man, right
My mellow, my man, uh
My mellow, my man, right
My mellow, my man, uh
My mellow, my man, right
My mellow, my man my mellow, my man my mellow, my man my mellow, my man
For Scott Storch, my mellow, my man
Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my mellow, my man
Brother Question on the drums, my mellow, my man
Gotta end it on the one, my mellow, my man
Check it


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