Roots_undun

Sleep

[verse 1: aaron livingston]
like when autumn leaves fall
down from the trees
there goes my honey bee
i've lost a lot of sleep to dreams
and i do not miss them yet
i wouldn't wish them on than worst of enemies
let them burn, go from here
like when autumn leaves

[verse 2: black thought]
to catch a thief, who stole the soul i prayed to keep
insomniac, bad dreams got me losing sleep
i'm dead tired, my mind playing tricks, deceit
a face in the glass, unable to admit defeat
all that i am, all that i was is history
the past unraveled, adding insult to this injury
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/sleep-lyrics-the-roots.html ]

i'm fighting the battle for the soul of the century
destiny is everything that i pretend to be
look, and what i did came back to me eventually
the music played on, and told me i was meant to be awake
it's unresolved like everything i had at stake
illegal activity controls my black symphony
orchestrated like it happened incidentally
oh, there i go, from a man to memory
damn, i wonder if my fam will remember me

[verse 3: aaron livingston]
i've lost a lot of sleep to dreams
and i do not miss them yet
i wouldn't wish them on the worst of enemies
let them burn, go from here
like when autumn leaves

Make My

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]
I did it all for the money, Lord
That's what it seems..
Well, in the world of night terrors it's
Hard to dream, they hollerin' cash rules everything
Just call it cream, cause when it rises to the top
You get the finer things
Oceanfronts, rolling blunts with model chicks
And saying grace over lobster and steak
Like please forgive us for riding Benzes with camera plates
Too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes
For help signs to symbolize the lives that hunger takes
Addicted to the green, if I don't ball I'll get the shakes
I'd give it all for a peace of mind, for Heaven's sake
My heart's so heavy that the ropes that hold my casket breaks
Cause everything that wasn't for me I had to chase

[Hook]
They told me that the ends
Won't justify the means
They told me at the end
Don't justify the dreams
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/make-my-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
That I've had since a child
Maybe I'll throw in the towel
Make my (make my)
Make my (make my)
Departure from the world

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Tryin' to control the fits of panic
Unwritten and unraveled, it's the dead man's pedantic
Whatever, see it's really just a matter of semantics
When everybody's fresh out of collateral to damage
My splaying got me praying like a mantis
I begin to vanish
Feel the pull of the blank canvas
I'm contemplating that special dedication
To whoever it concern, my letter of resignation
Fading back to black, my dark coronation
The heat of the day, the long robe of muerte
That soul is in the atmosphere like airplay
If there's a Heaven I can't find a stairway

One Time

Yo, the spirit in the sky scream homicide
But it was time to ride
Then some niggas funny talking and too much money talking
We make em economize
Real rap – no tails spinning, such is the life of a
Kam-I-Ka-Ze pilot
We wylin out of control until we all make the funny papers like Comic-Con
Feared in all streets so, if you ever see me out in y’all streets
Find another one to occupy
I never hope for the best
I wish a nigga would
Turn around and walk away
I wish a nigga could
Listen to my instincts and say fuck the rest
But once you’ve had the best better ain’t as good
Weak-heartedness cannot be involved
Stick to the script nigga fuck your improv
Like the samurai
The street’s Hammurabi Code
Play your part shut the fuck up and do as I was told

I was always late for the bus
Just once can I be on time
Then I start to think what’s the rush
Who wants to be on time
Feeling unlucky and if I ever got lucky it was one time
In this crazy world

Not a thing I fear besides fear itself
This is clearly a lesson learned for someone else
Reach for the crown of thorns upon the shelf
Cross around my neck
I’ve been taught by stealth
Capture this moment in time… it’s a smash and grab
And where my party people y’all finna have a blast
You say goodbye… I say hello first and last
Hello-Hello… Now all of y’all elevate your glass
To an example of what time will do to you
When those nameless things just keep on eluding you
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/one-time-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
When shit is new to you and lies is true to you
Words of suspects-usual… coming though to you
Man, I guess if I was ever lucky it was one time
Then I went missing looking for the sublime
A nigga stayed low left the ladder unclimbed
Time after time, verse blank, the line unrhymed

You ever wonder what’s the big fuss..
For everyone be on time
What’s the big deal, why do they feel
The need to have as marching on line
Feeling unlucky and if I’d ever got lucky it was one time
In this crazy world

I wonder when you die do you hear harps and bagpipes
If you born on the other side of the crack pipe
Niggas learn math just to understand the crack price
Then drive in head first like the jack knife
Cause out here, yo you niggas can’t belly flop
If you wanna make the noise inside your belly stop
One time means being on the front line
Being on the front line means ducking one time
The pendulum swinging my way- couldn’t be more blind
Niggas talk to the cops? Not even one time
Cause we all going down just like the subprime
Or a cheap ass half gallon of Ballantine
But hopping over gates to escape is sublime
Then through the alley way and down to the sub line
Tales from the streets
A life of high crime
To make it to the bottom
Such a high climb

I was always late for the bus
Just once can I be on time
Then I start to think what’s the rush
Who wants to be on time
Feeling unlucky and if I ever got lucky it was one time
In this crazy world

Kool On

Hook : Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine

Greg Porn

Im in a double g three piece tux
screamin dressed to kill hope somebody call my bluff
its a full house sipping on a royal flush
two queens is on my cuffs
good times is on the dodge ?
livin on borrowed time im payin a extra charge
to feel like something small is worth a hundred large
swag is on retard
charm is on massage
wit is en guarde i challenge you to a duel
who needs a chain when every thoughts a jewel
god bless the widow and everyones a fool
fuck a genie and three wishes
i just want a bottle a place to write my novel
i am heroin to those who had rhyme
and ask how do you find this upper echelon this time
lets toast to better days
a beautiful mind and a flow that never age

Hook : Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine

Black Thought:

Yo Im never sleeping like im on methamphetamines
move like my enemy ten steps ahead of me
say my reputation preceed me like a pedigree
gentlemenly gangster steez beyond the seventies
holding fast money without running out of patience
move in silence without running up in places
cake by the layers rich but never famous
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/kool-on-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
hustle anonymous still remain nameless
in hindsight, gold come in bars like a klondike
the minute before the storm hit is when im calm like
suited and booted for the shooting like its prom night
its suicide right
but you was tried like ????
to no avail and they heros what they died like
i got em waitin on the news like i was cronkite
not in the lime light or needed for crime right
no boast just body and chalk close to the the line type

Hook : Come get your cool on, stars are made to shine

Truck North

yeah outside where all the killers and the dealers swarm
and inside they dressed up like its a telethon
black tie affair but they holdin heavy arms
straight cash with the stash in the cumberbund
more bacardi and the bastards of the party home
riots erupt around us but still we party on

been a quantum leap from a king to a pawn
but it was destined the conclusion was forgone
serenade of the former slave promenade

cos them long days in the sun have now become shade
so we doing high speeds in a narrow lane
say cheese free falling from the aeroplane
another feather in the cap
for all the years that we spent in luxuries lap without looking back
cos memories can sting like a hornet

damn it felt good to see people up on it

Stomp

It's about flesh and blood
It's about a heart beat that beats strong
It's about a passion
That's unyielding, and
I want you men to know today
It is your dollar
It's your hour
It is your moment
Go take it

[Black Thought]
Yeah, speaking of pieces of a man
Staring at a future in the creases of my hand
It reads like a final letter I'm leaving for my fam but
It's written in language they will never understand
A late repentant
Never deviating from a plan
I drive by headed for the valley of the damned
The wheels spin, I'm looking for a sacrificial lamb
Then roll tactics like a soldier out in the Sudan

Listen...

Was this a matter of Flesh and Blood?
Yes it was
Does it matter who Win and Lose
Yes it does
It ain't about the most blessed love
When you return to the essence
What is it back to the essence of?
Greatness I wasn't in the presence of
Cause you was fake and never measured up
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/stomp-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
You just a nigga on his regular
But how far am I ahead of ya
It just as easily coulda been me instead of ya

We gon' fight till we can't fight no more
And when we can't fight no more
We gon' lie down and bleed for a while
We gon' get up
And fight some more
I want you say it with me
Repeat it after me when I say it
We gon' fight

[Greg P0rn]
Fuck getting fucked
Immaculate conception
Now what's beef ain't even a question
Calico kisses, cold blood and crime tape
Flirt with death, every night is a blind date
One night stand, payback's a bitch
Shit have you skinny dipping in a pool of your piss
Blood, sweat, and tears, broken teeth and spit
Put the barrel in your mouth
Blow the devil a kiss
Put the knife in ya back cut down to the red meat
Daddy should've let me be a stain on the bed sheets
I'm one shot short of a Molotov cocktail
Kick in the door like welcome to my world
I'm an evil genius when it comes to this dumb shit
Half of the time I'mma keep it one hundred
Don't play chicken when I'm driving them crazy
Get hit in the wing, thigh, breast or drumstick
We like

Lighthouse

If you can‘t swizzim then ya bound to drizzown
Passing out life jackets bout to go didown
Get down with the captain or go down with the ship
Before the dark abyss I’m gon’ hit you wit dis...

And no one’s in the lighthouse
You’re face down in the ocean
And no one’s in the lighthouse
And it seems like you just screamed
It’s no one there to hear the sound
And it may feel like there’s no one there
That cares if you drown
Face down in the ocean

Smoking cheap weed sipping on cheap vodka
You pick your poison down Davey Jones’ locker
It’s rum we be wanting
By the tons my consumption
Take a look at my lungs and my liver
It’s disgusting
Take a look at the man in the mirror
We start fussing
Only one person gets hurt when throwing the punches
Me
And the man behind the glass just laughs
The waves come over my head and just crash
My hand start bleeding water starts receeding
A feeling comes into my heart I start believing that
I actually might survive through the evening
Survive on my own thoughts of suicide that’s competing
With thoughts of tryna stay alive which been weakened
By the feeling of putting on a smile while being beaten
The fear of drowning still diving in the deep end
The waters carried me so far you can’t reach ‘em
And it feels like there’s no one

And no one’s in the lighthouse
You’re face down in the ocean
And no one’s in the lighthouse
And it seems like you just screamed
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/lighthouse-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
It’s no one there to hear the sound
And it may feel like there’s no one there
That cares if you drown
Face down in the ocean

After the love is lost
Friendship dissolves
And even blood is lost
Where did it begin
The way we did each other wrong
Troubled water neither one of us could swim across
I stopped holding my breath
Now I am better off
There without a trace
And you in my head
All the halted motion of a rebel without a pause
What it do is done till you dead and gone
The grim reaper telling me to swim deeper
Where the people go to lo and behold the soul keeper
I’m not even breaking out in a sweat
Or cold fever but
I’m never paying up on my debt or tolls either
I’ll leave the memories here I won’t need them
If I stop thinking and lie, now that’s freedom
Your body’s part of the Maritime museum
Face down in the past is where I’m being

And no one’s in the lighthouse
You’re face down in the ocean
And no one’s in the lighthouse
And it seems like you just screamed
It’s no one there to hear the sound
And it may feel like there’s no one there
That cares if you drown
Face down in the ocean

If you can‘t swizzim then ya bound to drizzown
Passing out life jackets bout to go didown
Get down with the captain or go down with the ship
Before the dark abyss I’m gon’ hit you wit dis...

I Remember

I drew a 2 of hearts from a deck of cards
A stock trick from my empty repertoire
Another hopeless story never read at all
I’m better off looking for the end
Where the credits are
It’s a pain living life against the grain
I’m looking back and y’all look the same
Troy, Mark, and little what’s his name
Memory is rerunning it all
It’s the flight of my fall and it’s right on the wall

I remember
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

I remember
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

I used to ride the train to the same two stops
And look at the graffiti on the rooftops
Like the same song playing on the jukebox
Joint called “Faded Polaroids In A Shoebox”
Regardless to what the cadence is
It can’t be forgotten like old acquaintances
I realize how depressing of a place it is
And when I notice my reflection whose face it is

I remember
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/i-remember-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

I remember
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

I remember
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

I remember
Can you remember?
How it was
I do
Remember, do you?

It’s only human to express the way you really feel
But that same humanity is my Achilles’ heel
A leopard can’t change his spots and never will
So I’m forever ill
Now I can never chill
What’s keeping me from breaking out like Benadryl
When my baptism of fire resulted in a kill
Sometimes it’s as cut and dry as a business deal
You gotta cause the blood of a close friend to spill
But you remember still

Tip the Scale

[Hook: Dice Raw]
Homicide or suicide
Heads or Tails
Some think life is a living hell
Some live life just living well
I live life tryna tip the scale
My Way, my way
My Way, my way

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yo, I'm always early
I never take off cause I got a job
Rob Peter to pay Paul
Now I realize it's the winner that takes all
Do what I gotta do because I can't take loss
Picture me living life as if I'm some animal
That consumes its own dreams like I'm a cannibal
I won't accept failure unless it's mechanical
But still the alcohol mixed with the botanical
I guess I be referred to the owners manual full of loaners
Full of all the homeless throwaways and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets with 8th grade diplomas
And the world awaiting their shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he without sin live without sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty jobs like swamp men
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/tip-the-scale-lyrics-the-roots.html ]
Counting the faces of those that might have been
It's like living that life but I won't live that life again

[Repeat Hook]

[Verse 2: Dice Raw]
Lot of niggas go to prison
How many come out Malcolm X?
I know I'm not
Shit, can't even talk about the rest
Famous last words: "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's anybody's guess
I guess a nigga need to stay cunning
I guess when the cops comin' need to start runnin
I won't make the same mistakes from my last run in
You either done doing crime now or you done in
I got a brother on the run and one in
Wrote me a letter, he said when you comin'
Shit man, I thought the goal's to stay out
Back against the wall, then shoot your way out
Gettin' money's a style that never plays out
'Til you end up boxin' your stash, money's paid out
The scales of justice ain't equally weighed out
Only two ways out, digging tunnels or digging graves out