raphael saadiq
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
black thought
yo yo
lost generation fastpaced nation
world population confront they frustration
the principles of true hiphop have been forsaken
it’s all contractual and about moneymakin’
pretendtobe cats don’t seem to know they limitation
exact replication and false representation
you wanna be a man then stand your own
to emcee require skills i demand some shown
i let the frauds keep frontin’ and roam like a cellular phone
far from home givin’ crowds what they wantin’
official hiphop consumption the fifth thumpin’
keepin’ your party jumpin’ with an original somethin’
yo i dedicate this to the onedimensional
no imagination excuse for perpetration
my man came over and said yo we thought we heard you
joke’s on you you heard a bitin’ass crew but um
raphael saadiq
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
black thought
thin is the line that run between love and hatred
the game is illnatured it’s nothin’ sacred
aiyo it’s funny what i see some rap niggas do to make it
a few’ll blow up or go as far as they can take it
my ninetofive is just to hit ya get the party live
i’m black thought used to rap for sport
now the rhymesayin’ rentpayin’ life support
i take it very seriously within this industry
it’s various crews that try to touch me
but i come with the beautiful things and i bless the track plushly
around the world crowds love me from doin’ tours
recipient of applause from all of you and yours
creator of original sounds that’s in the stores
you take home to absorb and sweat it out your pores
now who can stop the music runnin’ through these veins
infinitely go against the grain that’s why my motto’s to
raphael saadiq
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
black thought
livin’ the life of limos and lights
airplanes and trains short days and long nights
keyboards and mics bass chords and drum kicks
and my mental thick they hit my head like brick
as i embark on a mission welcomin’ to the dark
when i first spark the art’s when the listenin’ start
open your head wide and let the thought inside
my style fortified by all of philadelphi
my delph more stealth than all the wicked wealthy
mentality undetectable by the naked eye
then i get paid when the record is played
to put it short i want it made like ed ’nuff said
then after that i’m puttin’ on my cousin hamed
we let the ladies blend with the darkskinned thoroughbred
and discover my level is that of no other
and roots crew reign official and true while i’m continuin’ to
raphael saadiq
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
never do what they do what they do what they do
Artist: The Roots
Year: 1997
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 254