The Roots, Dom - I Don't Care lyrics

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

Yo, I don't really know but somebody said
That the OG flow, it could fuck witcha head
And the po-lice know that the
Green black and red too strong to con-trol
They study what I said
Dig it my name is 'Riq
And when I'm on the mic
I'm known to spit somethin
That these MC's hate
I couldn't care less what you feel
What you say 'Cause, I gotta put it to you
In my own special way i'm a MONSTER!
You know I'm certified sick
I came from the corner where nobody got shit
Took the cards I was dealt
Turned it into hot spit
Now I'm not only a passenger
I'm in the cockpit been a long time comin'
I was caught in the scramble of cats
Tryin' to do the same thing that they man do
Eagles born to fly, rivers made to ramble
"A Dangerous Mind", I'm a prime example

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

Super-fans wanna run up on me
Sparkin' the ground up
You need to fall back
Could be NARC's around us
You in a hot area for marchin' powder
If you holdin' chowder, just walk without it
Them real crook brothers don't talk about it
They never make a move 'til
They thought shit out, kid
I knew a lot of men who did bids for mayhem
They made a lot of money
They money never made them
The game of survival is filled with rivals
Knives and fo'-five slugs flyin' in spirals
The wicked is diseased and it ain't all viral
Could be greed and gluttony
Bubblin' inside you dawg, follow your pride
The rhythm'll guide you
Yo, follow them guys, them niggas'll rob you
And have you up in somethin'
That don't really involve you
But, you don't give a fuck
You wanna pump the volume, i know

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

Yo, aiyyo, the waistline thumpin'
The face kinda jumpin'
The game lookin' sweeter than
A bassline bumpin'
Don't come 'round these parts
And waste time frontin'
Them trick-ass marks'll get
The eight-five dumpin'
It ain't really 'bout nothin'
Philly just love cuttin'
They shut shit down before
The law start shuttin'
Get your route right, cousin
Be out nightclubbin', relaxed
And wanna get lights out tonight brother
Perhaps
It's the percussion that keeps shit, kinetic
For some it ain't as fame
More sweet the street credit
Some cats that play dirty didn't live
To regret it but move to the music
He can live through the record
I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme sayer
It's Black Ink back
Gettin' cake by the layer
By the stack, comin' at us
Get your weight right, yeah
If not, you makin' a mistake right there
For real

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away

I don't care
As long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away