f/ The Roots
[Malik B]
The Roots bring it from the Phila Fifth, spill the gift
The melody of a felony is straight off a cliff
Now can I get a witness to dismiss Christmas from the myth list
Man that`s bogus, let`s try to stay focused
You would think it was the Fourth of July
Cause in Illadelph a round of applause light up the sky
Why? Don`t ask me, subtle attitudes sometimes nasty
Foul mouth bitches walk around looking trashy
Bimbos talking about where`s the indo?
Crackheads leavin babies unattended at the window
To see death, and brothers with strikes who got three left
I`m trying to make it, cause if I don`t I`ll probably take it
But perserverence is a virtue
The person that you thinking you hurting might hurt you
Ya celly might jerk too
Perhaps I`ll go to court this time when I`m summoned
But I`m a rebel to the system so I might not be coming
So if I fail, man just get up the bail
It`s just more time to write another story to tell
Ill elements, drop intelligence, Black Thought Malik B
fuck up their-re-le-vance
We got strain on the brain from bodies left in the dust
Man just leave it to us, look main aim and I`ll bust
Fuck betrayal just trust, all the tracks we lust
With DJ Krush from Japan with no more need to discuss
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