The Roots - Mellow My Man lyrics
[The Roots - Mellow My Man lyrics]
One, two
Yes, The Roots layin' back, rela-xin'
Coolin' out with my man Malik B
We call him Slacks-in' yaknowhatI'msayin?
We in Effect Mode like Al B sure
For your plea-sure a yo, bust it
We 'bout 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 skit's I kick flows like catfish
And got many MC's 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 wanna go like Meshach
Black Thought the nappy cat, a bookworm
Shoot 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 B
Here I goes! Negroes best to know the flower
The pro-fessional, best in those
Skills that kills, so uhh
WHOA! Slow down before you go down (Sissy)
Sissy, this is Agatha Christie you're
Slain and known 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 slit's 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 norms (And we're in
Your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, whack ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask
Anita about the, rap ture
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 my 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 that Wilt the
Stilt damn near drowned in
Clowns bounce to sounds
When Thoughts poundin'
Brown's my complexion, section Southern
My brother-in is Jex, I sweats no sex
'cause this kid gets grit's 'n 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 B
WHOAHHHHH! Shucks! My nuc' 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 'em
Even though I lust 'em shapes
Females for retail prices
Twice this nice as with sugars and spices
I won't smirk, 'cause my name's not
(You're not) Urkel
The voice with the multiple choice
She does a circle
You wanna 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-wit's
With tidbit skit's, that ain't shhh
It was a curse, but I divide it in half
Gets the airplay, no fair play
You're feelin' the wrath
Of Malik, a yo, that's tragic
Negroes that get dramatic
Because I have the habit to
Smoke rabbit's like a addict
So if you can not rap, I will just slap YOU
If you wants to pick up on your nose
B shows the chrome and then we cap YOU
It's too bad
Dem cyan't understand de 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 my 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, uhh
My mellow my man, right
My mellow my man, uhh
My mellow my man, right
My mellow my man, uhh
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?uestion on the drums
My mellow my man
Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man
Check it
Yes, The Roots layin' back, rela-xin'
Coolin' out with my man Malik B
We call him Slacks-in' yaknowhatI'msayin?
We in Effect Mode like Al B sure
For your plea-sure a yo, bust it
We 'bout 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 skit's I kick flows like catfish
And got many MC's 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 wanna go like Meshach
Black Thought the nappy cat, a bookworm
Shoot 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 B
Here I goes! Negroes best to know the flower
The pro-fessional, best in those
Skills that kills, so uhh
WHOA! Slow down before you go down (Sissy)
Sissy, this is Agatha Christie you're
Slain and known 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 slit's 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 norms (And we're in
Your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, whack ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask
Anita about the, rap ture
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 my 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 that Wilt the
Stilt damn near drowned in
Clowns bounce to sounds
When Thoughts poundin'
Brown's my complexion, section Southern
My brother-in is Jex, I sweats no sex
'cause this kid gets grit's 'n 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 B
WHOAHHHHH! Shucks! My nuc' 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 'em
Even though I lust 'em shapes
Females for retail prices
Twice this nice as with sugars and spices
I won't smirk, 'cause my name's not
(You're not) Urkel
The voice with the multiple choice
She does a circle
You wanna 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-wit's
With tidbit skit's, that ain't shhh
It was a curse, but I divide it in half
Gets the airplay, no fair play
You're feelin' the wrath
Of Malik, a yo, that's tragic
Negroes that get dramatic
Because I have the habit to
Smoke rabbit's like a addict
So if you can not rap, I will just slap YOU
If you wants to pick up on your nose
B shows the chrome and then we cap YOU
It's too bad
Dem cyan't understand de 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 my 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, uhh
My mellow my man, right
My mellow my man, uhh
My mellow my man, right
My mellow my man, uhh
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?uestion on the drums
My mellow my man
Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man
Check it