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[00:00.000]Clones - The Roots
[00:02.500]Written by:Phillip Blenman/Karl B. Jenkins/Kelo Williams/Steve Boone/Mark Douglas Sebastian/John Sebastian/Tariq Trotter/Smart Abdul-Basit
[00:05.001]Yeah to all the Jim Carrey a** large co op
[00:09.673]What I'm saying large co op what the f**k
[00:13.946]To the clones we bless the domes
[00:17.454]Blow the vial you know my style large co op
[00:21.097]Freestyle all the way son
[00:22.099]Dice
[00:24.542]First of all let's talk about these ill capers
[00:26.868]And fly a** fronting b**ches that now caught vapors
[00:29.525]Niggaz run up on you with guns snatching papers
[00:32.172]Outlined body chalk is how they would scrape ya
[00:34.917]From off the pavement I hate getting locked up
[00:37.816]Cause that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships
[00:39.818]But then the bible never saved sh*t
[00:42.067]I guess that's why every juvenile is in the same predicament
[00:45.284]You wanna slang crack or hold tecs and do the concept
[00:48.229]You can't make loot when your moms is smoking up the product
[00:50.681]I try to tell ya don't let these streets f**king fail ya
[00:53.216]The way niggaz be getting clapped sh*t'll f**king scare ya
[00:56.065]But in the dark we ran wild so we killing em
[00:58.703]Niggaz scared can't stand still like f**king helium
[01:01.273]Fake niggaz they don't go platinum they go aluminum
[01:03.842]Got em cloned the f**k up son that's why we losing em
[01:06.785]I'm looking at this niggaz longevity
[01:08.587]To make a big play but then it might be a mistake
[01:12.653]Cuz if I get sent to d c I'm sending dice to de
[01:14.536]With three p's so when I get out he can see me
[01:17.128]For real cuz the streets is filled with snakes and rats
[01:19.522]The snake will be that b**ch and that rat will be that cool cat
[01:22.731]With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home
[01:24.899]Master allah rule savior never clone
[01:37.582]Yo I use the mic to slap you in the face and erase your taste
[01:40.974]Disgrace your date put your title to waste
[01:43.328]Dominant lyrical grace from a place called wild
[01:46.154]Illadelph isle pensy that's the residency
[01:48.634]Consist in currency my pockets never empty
[01:51.418]Some cats believe they MC but we know they all fraud
[01:54.218]Do a show in philly niggaz wouldn't applaud
[01:56.466]Nobody know your record nor who you opening for
[01:59.114]Can tell your squad's artificial while approaching the door
[02:01.770]So you should prepare for lyrical terror that's pure
[02:04.458]Step up to the reservoir of the soul proprietor style
[02:07.866]Messiah or the higher law down with dice raw
[02:10.650]The matador shorty conniseur
[02:12.474]Stomping whatever you build to the floor
[02:14.602]Similar to that of a dinosaur
[02:16.266]I told you I'm the rap predator
[02:18.330]You insist to imitate what for
[02:20.419]Superstar niggaz is ten percent real ninety percent invented
[02:23.711]For a f**king record deal
[02:25.169]Coming with something veterans can't feel
[02:27.272]I hit you like a steel anvil
[02:28.665]Because you grafted off the next man's skill
[02:30.960]But still I remain mellow seeing the theatrics of Othello
[02:34.623]Run over tactics of the
[02:36.000]C l o n e s fess
[02:39.272]The phoniest cats is felonious word
[02:52.365]Dice raw the juvenile lyricist corner store terrorist
[02:55.041]Block trooper conniseur of fine ****
[02:57.753]Focus never weak blow up the spot like plastique
[03:00.260]Leave a ni**a shook to the point he won't speak
[03:02.811]Never half assed always live and direct
[03:05.484]On b**ches try to punk smell the panty and raw sex
[03:08.105]Mad lights I had to black out when fake niggaz act out
[03:11.066]Or step out of place they get slapped in they face
[03:13.402]All y'all niggaz is fake trying to emulate my style
[03:15.986]What grown man in this game to me you're a child
[03:18.706]I trained wack MC's in camps like ex marines
[03:21.434]Why the f**k you think you went home and had bad dreams
[03:23.991]Of horrifying things that your a** never seen before
[03:27.389]You traveled to the realm of dice raw
[03:29.500]Where clones get they dome blown with chrome microphones
[03:32.176]It's not your fault black just the fact you wasn't shown
[03:34.736]You'll come through this like a smurf
[03:36.200]I got you rolling stop off the earth
[03:37.961]Represent while I been like this since birth
[03:39.840]And I won't be the last but I definitely was the first
[03:42.680]Dice raw big car Logan's isle sol dier
[03:56.053]Don't come across that line or pay a cost
[03:58.744]Knuckle games and hammer cocked ain't nothing sweet or soft
[04:01.353]Win lose or draw to the jaw take one
[04:04.273]Deranger lyrical launcher or station
[04:06.730]No conversation is needed my task completed
[04:09.330]Read a ni**a up and down in the cut where I'm seated
[04:11.926]Snatch you from your cloud of **** you ignoramuses
[04:14.646]You laid on your lap when I attack your glamorous
[04:17.589]Lifestyle I banged your head up with the white fowl
[04:20.072]My character a product of this two one fifth trife style
[04:22.981]I breeze through areas niggaz would fear to walk in
[04:25.020]Balance the talking that galactic style as of a falcon
[04:28.202]Your star trek a** will wrinkle
[04:29.874]Spill these words and form into a sprinkle
[04:31.650]Cap you're brought up and the name of twinkle
[04:33.538]My insight will crack the windpipe of y'all niggaz
[04:35.970]Whether small middle sized or tall niggaz
[04:38.770]Just tie your name next when I start to x
[04:41.130]Giving out flex pains of death so f**k a rain check
[04:44.066]The insane vet whether you ganked the brain wet
[04:46.490]You proceed to lame check the opposite of same sex
[04:49.350]I annihilate your type if you violate
[04:51.900]Making your blood rush you post never a higher rate

文本歌词


Clones - The Roots
Written by:Phillip Blenman/Karl B. Jenkins/Kelo Williams/Steve Boone/Mark Douglas Sebastian/John Sebastian/Tariq Trotter/Smart Abdul-Basit
Yeah to all the Jim Carrey a** large co op
What I'm saying large co op what the f**k
To the clones we bless the domes
Blow the vial you know my style large co op
Freestyle all the way son
Dice
First of all let's talk about these ill capers
And fly a** fronting b**ches that now caught vapors
Niggaz run up on you with guns snatching papers
Outlined body chalk is how they would scrape ya
From off the pavement I hate getting locked up
Cause that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships
But then the bible never saved sh*t
I guess that's why every juvenile is in the same predicament
You wanna slang crack or hold tecs and do the concept
You can't make loot when your moms is smoking up the product
I try to tell ya don't let these streets f**king fail ya
The way niggaz be getting clapped sh*t'll f**king scare ya
But in the dark we ran wild so we killing em
Niggaz scared can't stand still like f**king helium
Fake niggaz they don't go platinum they go aluminum
Got em cloned the f**k up son that's why we losing em
I'm looking at this niggaz longevity
To make a big play but then it might be a mistake
Cuz if I get sent to d c I'm sending dice to de
With three p's so when I get out he can see me
For real cuz the streets is filled with snakes and rats
The snake will be that b**ch and that rat will be that cool cat
With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home
Master allah rule savior never clone
Yo I use the mic to slap you in the face and erase your taste
Disgrace your date put your title to waste
Dominant lyrical grace from a place called wild
Illadelph isle pensy that's the residency
Consist in currency my pockets never empty
Some cats believe they MC but we know they all fraud
Do a show in philly niggaz wouldn't applaud
Nobody know your record nor who you opening for
Can tell your squad's artificial while approaching the door
So you should prepare for lyrical terror that's pure
Step up to the reservoir of the soul proprietor style
Messiah or the higher law down with dice raw
The matador shorty conniseur
Stomping whatever you build to the floor
Similar to that of a dinosaur
I told you I'm the rap predator
You insist to imitate what for
Superstar niggaz is ten percent real ninety percent invented
For a f**king record deal
Coming with something veterans can't feel
I hit you like a steel anvil
Because you grafted off the next man's skill
But still I remain mellow seeing the theatrics of Othello
Run over tactics of the
C l o n e s fess
The phoniest cats is felonious word
Dice raw the juvenile lyricist corner store terrorist
Block trooper conniseur of fine ****
Focus never weak blow up the spot like plastique
Leave a ni**a shook to the point he won't speak
Never half assed always live and direct
On b**ches try to punk smell the panty and raw sex
Mad lights I had to black out when fake niggaz act out
Or step out of place they get slapped in they face
All y'all niggaz is fake trying to emulate my style
What grown man in this game to me you're a child
I trained wack MC's in camps like ex marines
Why the f**k you think you went home and had bad dreams
Of horrifying things that your a** never seen before
You traveled to the realm of dice raw
Where clones get they dome blown with chrome microphones
It's not your fault black just the fact you wasn't shown
You'll come through this like a smurf
I got you rolling stop off the earth
Represent while I been like this since birth
And I won't be the last but I definitely was the first
Dice raw big car Logan's isle sol dier
Don't come across that line or pay a cost
Knuckle games and hammer cocked ain't nothing sweet or soft
Win lose or draw to the jaw take one
Deranger lyrical launcher or station
No conversation is needed my task completed
Read a ni**a up and down in the cut where I'm seated
Snatch you from your cloud of **** you ignoramuses
You laid on your lap when I attack your glamorous
Lifestyle I banged your head up with the white fowl
My character a product of this two one fifth trife style
I breeze through areas niggaz would fear to walk in
Balance the talking that galactic style as of a falcon
Your star trek a** will wrinkle
Spill these words and form into a sprinkle
Cap you're brought up and the name of twinkle
My insight will crack the windpipe of y'all niggaz
Whether small middle sized or tall niggaz
Just tie your name next when I start to x
Giving out flex pains of death so f**k a rain check
The insane vet whether you ganked the brain wet
You proceed to lame check the opposite of same sex
I annihilate your type if you violate
Making your blood rush you post never a higher rate

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