The Roots - Section lyrics
[The Roots - Section lyrics]
I came too far to front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo you can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo, y'all know the dynasty
The Roots repertoire
The Lieutenant from the reservoir
Serve to spar
The injurer, predator of a competitor
I send MCs where the paramedics are
At first, I'm like "Nah"
I'm nonchalant from afar
Then strike to cut the fake rap star jugular
With irregular balance of the cat burgalar
Known to parlay with Garcia Vega cigars
I know the flavor because me and
The thugs minds are mutual we congruent
Lay on the corner with the traum' unit
I'm from the lab where the bomb's distributed
So never try to duplicate the skills executed
Son, you'd get electrocuted from
The worldwide reputed
Shine like nickel heat that blow your
Mind when I shoot it some know me as the man
That's from The Roots crew
Others as Bad Lieutenant off of Snyder Avenue
We go a eye for a eye
Behead ya like a samurai
That'll command the dynasty until he die
Who will imply that I lack abilit-y?
Make your words known, amplify the utilit-y
I'm crooked like the 'I' on
A toxic malt liquor the Land whipper
The Dom Perignon champ sipper
The Fifth'll bring it all together like
The zipper on a butter leather
The Bad Lieu'll bring the bad weather
So to whoever got riff, let it rest, reflect
Then recollect on the way it was set
It's the veteran architect that flows
With the rhythm of sex
Be on the low, shotgun in the Lex
So with my man, low to flex
I’m restin' where they handle the TECs
And the lyrical vandal is next to flow, so
My man, my MZA, my man
M-ilitant, what’s the master plan?
Once again
I came too far to front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo
I came too far to front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo
Peep the oratory
Niggas bore me with theatrics
Moms listen to they daughter
Story about my package
The adverse is on your table
Stabilize emotion
A soldier at ease, but on post
The utmost and
Brag and boast in my anecdotes that choke
Invade your whole terrain
You feel the pain provoke
When I breaststroke your
Wavelength of intensity
My alliance bring forth to you an entity
Your whole vicinity, I contaminate with hate
Got no time to debate, but hold up, wait
Sit straight
It’s M-Ill, the elicit, you violate
You get a ticket
MC's, you can't tell, I expel
You get evicted from out your misery
Serve your ass with my delivery
Allah makes the ground you
Steppin' on shivery
Permanent tears run through your thoughts
You queers
It's all upstairs, where there's a crowd
Table and chairs for years, been on the mic
I'm like a dyke with stares
When I strike, I stay severe, niggas
They lower their glare
From over here my Range Rover
Swear to blast off socks
Switch the pitch from southpaw to unorthodox
I shock your brain with the miscellaneous
Who beez the zaniest nigga with
Words that are spontaneous?
Ayo, the purpose mainly is to
Generate the Luther Van lyrical contraband
Controllin' your command and
You can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in ya section
And throughout ya section
In ya area, throughout your whole section, yo
You can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in ya section
And throughout ya section
In ya area, throughout your whole section, yo
All the way live from 2-1-5
All the way live from the 6-1-0
Gettin' cash, get the gusto
One time, it's the dynasty flow
Runnin' it down the line, it's another
Yeah, you in tune to another
Ill Fifth Dynasty production, baby
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo you can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo, y'all know the dynasty
The Roots repertoire
The Lieutenant from the reservoir
Serve to spar
The injurer, predator of a competitor
I send MCs where the paramedics are
At first, I'm like "Nah"
I'm nonchalant from afar
Then strike to cut the fake rap star jugular
With irregular balance of the cat burgalar
Known to parlay with Garcia Vega cigars
I know the flavor because me and
The thugs minds are mutual we congruent
Lay on the corner with the traum' unit
I'm from the lab where the bomb's distributed
So never try to duplicate the skills executed
Son, you'd get electrocuted from
The worldwide reputed
Shine like nickel heat that blow your
Mind when I shoot it some know me as the man
That's from The Roots crew
Others as Bad Lieutenant off of Snyder Avenue
We go a eye for a eye
Behead ya like a samurai
That'll command the dynasty until he die
Who will imply that I lack abilit-y?
Make your words known, amplify the utilit-y
I'm crooked like the 'I' on
A toxic malt liquor the Land whipper
The Dom Perignon champ sipper
The Fifth'll bring it all together like
The zipper on a butter leather
The Bad Lieu'll bring the bad weather
So to whoever got riff, let it rest, reflect
Then recollect on the way it was set
It's the veteran architect that flows
With the rhythm of sex
Be on the low, shotgun in the Lex
So with my man, low to flex
I’m restin' where they handle the TECs
And the lyrical vandal is next to flow, so
My man, my MZA, my man
M-ilitant, what’s the master plan?
Once again
I came too far to front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo
I came too far to front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in your section
And throughout your section
In your area, throughout your whole section
Yo
Peep the oratory
Niggas bore me with theatrics
Moms listen to they daughter
Story about my package
The adverse is on your table
Stabilize emotion
A soldier at ease, but on post
The utmost and
Brag and boast in my anecdotes that choke
Invade your whole terrain
You feel the pain provoke
When I breaststroke your
Wavelength of intensity
My alliance bring forth to you an entity
Your whole vicinity, I contaminate with hate
Got no time to debate, but hold up, wait
Sit straight
It’s M-Ill, the elicit, you violate
You get a ticket
MC's, you can't tell, I expel
You get evicted from out your misery
Serve your ass with my delivery
Allah makes the ground you
Steppin' on shivery
Permanent tears run through your thoughts
You queers
It's all upstairs, where there's a crowd
Table and chairs for years, been on the mic
I'm like a dyke with stares
When I strike, I stay severe, niggas
They lower their glare
From over here my Range Rover
Swear to blast off socks
Switch the pitch from southpaw to unorthodox
I shock your brain with the miscellaneous
Who beez the zaniest nigga with
Words that are spontaneous?
Ayo, the purpose mainly is to
Generate the Luther Van lyrical contraband
Controllin' your command and
You can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in ya section
And throughout ya section
In ya area, throughout your whole section, yo
You can't front
I'm comin' with the shots to pump
We got more cuz it's what you want
Thump it in ya section
And throughout ya section
In ya area, throughout your whole section, yo
All the way live from 2-1-5
All the way live from the 6-1-0
Gettin' cash, get the gusto
One time, it's the dynasty flow
Runnin' it down the line, it's another
Yeah, you in tune to another
Ill Fifth Dynasty production, baby