Tytuł: Table of contents (part 3)

• Wykonawca: The Roots
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Hit the flo' ah, cuz it's bout to blow ah
   C'mon, hit the flo' ah, it's bout to blow ah
   Hit the flo' ah, it's about to blow ah
   Hit the flo' ah, cuz it's about to blow ah
   Lyrical landslide, bonafide worldwide live
   Shit to make my niggas in the west just vibe
   Comin out the numero that don't divide
   That's 5, talk hustle that's the way we survive
   My alter-ego, Five-Hundred Fifty-Five people collide
   Beneath a ?counter-locks? last like a thousand shots
   Black Thought, SP side-clout to strut on sidewalk
   Dip like high drug, spit fire fly third eye talk
   That leave your mind struck
   What, Miss Kinda you fuckin the rhyme up
   Yo my man OC told ya Time's Up
   React/Respond what, y'all MC's is awe-struck
   Pull a seat up at my Table of Contents
   But kill all the nonsense, I'm readin your contents, you hate it
   The CEO, SP Incorporated
   Supreme rap manuevers dat deleted orchestrated
   Yamsayin, the most awaited back again
   Shorty said "Where ya been?"
   That I can't divulge, you can check for the bulge
   Or roll over in dough
   Yamsayin get overwhelmed, develop like film
   Step up Into The Realm, what Into The Realm
   Yamean, P-P, fam Malik B *scatting*
   Yamsayin, word up you gone lose CONTROL
   Yamsayin, MC's you got BIT the FLOW
   Yamean, it's bout to BLOW
   Check it out, c'mon wit the FLOW
   Yo yo, aight playa, I got whatever kind of flavor
   Rock from LA to Colorado to Decatur
   Wherever I walk stay smoked for hours later
   I stumble into some trees to scuff up your gators
   Now what you and your lady know, don't she tell you how she A this nigga?
   She hit me up wit like fifty-five pages
   My sound take you from conception to death stages
   Introducin Adrenaline, it's outrageous
   Lift you up like you're weightless
   Yo sit down it's hard to take this bad news to spread around
   Now I'm about to let you know what's up now
   You'll be like "That's what's up now"
   I'm Black Thought, I'll pull the ground up from under your feet
   Like it's a throw rug, my vocal impact that of a fo-fo slug
   You hold your chest like "Hold up, I need time to think"
   And detonate don't blink
   Yamsayin, hit the floor again now you extinct
   Check it out, when we warrin in we on the brink
   Insanity, niggas is panickin, ya tryin to run
   Check it out, aiyyo yo the fearsome
   What, hit the flo'
   Hold up yamean, you just don't know (check it out)
   We bout to let this go (check it out)
   *scatting* Aight, yo HIT THE FLO'!
   Check it out, IT'S BOUT TO BLOW wop bop
   Check it out, HIT THE FLO' wop wop
   Check it out, SHIT'S BOUT TO BLOW wop wop and a c'mon
   HIT THE FLO' wop wop we-wop c'mon
   BOUT TO BLOW wop bop check it out
   C'mon hit the flo' wop, and ah
   It's ya yamean, R-double-O-T-S yes step
   Yes, the Lieutent, Table of Contents yo
   And the Table of Contents yamean?