The Lesson Pt. 1-The Roots

[ti:The Lesson Pt. 1] [ar:The Roots] [al:Do You Want More!!!!] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lesson Pt. 1 - The Roots [00:28.16]Lyrically versatile [00:29.42]My rap definition is wild [00:31.16]I wrote graffiti as a juvenile [00:32.98]Restin on deuce trey [00:34.41]And used to boost gray Kangol's [00:36.03]With 555 Soul's from the streets [00:38.65]Of the Ill-a-delphiadaic insane [00:40.47]For monetary gain niggaz is slain on the train [00:43.33]It's homicide [00:44.02]For wealth stealth missions for crack [00:45.83]In the alleyways where niggaz get grazed in the back [00:48.51]From stray shots [00:49.39]Clips with hollow tips for your spine or [00:51.57]Either remain calm catch a rhyme to your mind [00:54.07]Niggaz ya know my style [00:55.44]I run a--motherf**kin-rap--muk [00:56.88]When Malik get a U-Haul truck [00:59.00]I stand five foot seven in command of the party [01:02.06]And scam like Uncle Sam [01:03.42]I'm never caught up in the glass eye [01:05.42]Of your action cam cause I'm down low [01:07.42]Artistic exquisite rap pro that get the dough [01:09.92]It's the Philly borough dread [01:11.35]Thoroughbread for dolo [01:12.35]I bag solo like a ni**a that boost Polo [01:15.09]Steppin through the corridor of metaphors [01:17.47]Lookin over my left [01:18.61]Shoulder the mic still feel colder than before [01:21.17]With this jazz sh*t I hit your jaw [01:23.17]Dice Raw get up on the mic my young poor [01:25.86]I be the ni**a blowin up the spot on tour [01:28.41]Surely real to the core old school like eighty-four [01:30.72]I never die and raps till my lungs collapse [01:33.53]Then relax until my knack for tracks [01:35.59]Bring it back on time [01:37.03]When I rhyme my rep remain [01:38.96]Either go against the grain or your a** is found slain [01:41.78]I overcome niggaz want styles then I throw you some [01:44.58]Show you some get on the mic and take it over son [01:47.27]Dice Raw the motherf**kin Wild Noid [01:49.83]Get on the mic and perpetratin is void [01:52.14]Ya leave niggaz missin in action like their dads in the projects [01:55.07]My style like an old mac travel round and catch wreck [01:57.75]I'm ill versatile with the skill no more [02:00.18]Wack MC's wanna flex but their styles they bore [02:02.75]Got to know the real meaning of the ill sh*t kid [02:05.61]I do mad damage but never will catch a bid [02:08.30]With my knapsack full of ill sh*t that I just boosted [02:11.23]From the corner store when I let loose more [02:13.48]Flavor that's me rippin heads off from the seams [02:16.22]Niggaz didn't play like Jeru and Come Clean [02:18.97][he heh ha ha ha] I beat down on they heads like drum machines [02:21.84]Or 808's cause my style flows out great [02:24.09]And superspectac with all the raw rap [02:26.96]Pull a metal chair out my knapsack across your back ka-crack [02:30.08]Now do you feel the pain of course [02:32.26]I guess you're believin that I'm insane [02:34.07]When I'm taggin my name upon the train I got so much pride [02:37.50]I got so much soul with lyrics high [02:39.62]To make niggaz stop drop and roll now check me out one time [02:43.31]For your a** fat styles equivalent [02:44.99]Of an AIDS infected Glock blast [02:47.24]Niggaz know my style plus they know they want more [02:50.05]Props from Mount Vernon to Mount Rushmore [02:52.29]OK kid you know my style is buckwild literature [02:54.91]That you can never get when I'm thinkin your particular [02:57.97]Flavor that you want [02:59.16]I sit back and smoke a fat blunt in class [03:01.66]Teachers can kiss my a** I'm twice Dice [03:03.90]Ni**a de Raw never take a bad fall [03:05.96]Smack your head up against the wall [03:07.83]Like playin handball my style's ill [03:09.39]I slam like Hulk Hogan Dice Raw bettin on my arm [03:12.26]Niggaz know my slogan while I breathe your last breath [03:14.75]Niggaz better watch they step fat bull catch wreck [03:17.50]Ill gots ta keep you in check [03:19.37]With the hellified beats and hard rhymes [03:21.37]Niggaz know my style when I go the whole nine [03:24.18]I beat down punks cut em up into fruit chunks [03:27.05]Like fruit'salad my style's smooth like white owl [03:29.30]Blunts so whatcha want if you got beef then come get it [03:32.16]If ya don't well then forget it [03:33.60]My rap style's exquisite I'm Raw Daddy [03:35.78]Like niggaz with no Trojans on the stage when I rhyme [03:38.72]I gots ta keep my composure [03:40.47]Where I'm from it's like a whole different world [03:42.65]Hoppin a train honeydip and I'ma snatch your squirrel [03:45.08]Most corrupt motherf**ker in the tenth grade [03:47.76]Juvenile cause Jeff McKay could not fade [03:50.45]Don't ask me honey I'm not the one for stressin [03:53.39]If you wanna know better ask BR O Th E R [03:55.88]Cause he know the time like I know the time [03:58.50]When I grab the microphone [03:59.87]It's like summertime laid back to recline [04:02.43]In my La-Z-Boy chair [04:03.74]Dice Raw the Wild Noid [04:05.18]I'm the f**k up outta here