The Roots, Nelly Furtado - Sacrifice lyrics

Listen, I got you phobic off
Of this like arachnids
Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness
Grown man tactics, no pediatrics
The kind of track that
Make the comeback miraculous the catalyst
Thought with the knack for splashin'
I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin'
The level headed thoroughbred
The female's passion
Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin'
The crews in the Cadillacs
With the Pendergrassin'
Swerve half naked, won't come near crashin'
But, if I go to heaven
Would y'all know my name
Or would it be the same for
You like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for you freedom dog
That's what's happening
My spit take critical political action
The hustle is a puzzle each
Piece is a fraction
And every word that's understood
Is a transaction
I'm an SP soldier, microphone holder
Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder
Paris, France to 10th & Tioga
How we gonna make it through the dark
I show ya

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh, sometimes before you smile
You got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high

Listen, yo kick off your shoes
Jump off the jock
I fly higher than them dudes
From off your block
My name Black, the style is unorthodox
It tap chins in your mens
'til you thought could box
A couple of people wanted Thought to stop
But guess what?
My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
Now next time beatty stop being such a glut
I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts
We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
It's fructose on 'em they
Froze and won't bust its yolk on your face
Your jewels is lacklust
Got to put it to you straight
Y'all fools is jacked up
Came close to the upmost but no cigar
Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
The number one runner with
The number one drummer
Grammy award winnin' it's the
World's eighth wonder come on

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh, sometimes before you smile
You got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high

Your first impression might be I'm a asshole
Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
Or try to suntouch and put
The heat in the capsule
Dog I'm far deeper than that though
I get in the zone
Recognize I'm a rolling stone
No time to lollygag or lounge with scaliwags
Give me the disc or I put
It where your body at
Old school spit flow laid over trolley tracks
With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy
Just trust
What I see and I say and follow me my way
I read an open booklet inside me
The star of the story that
Groove teller got me
Through all the dark times
Part of the business
The light be contingent on small forensics
My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
It's true so the crew gon' sense it
I get in the zone

I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh, sometimes before you smile
You got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh, sometimes before you smile
You got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
I tell you one lesson I learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh, sometimes before you smile
You got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high