Dynamite!
The Roots« Dynamite! » est une chanson de The Roots, 1999, Pop. La chanson dure 4:22, 126 lines / 591 words.
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0:02Uh uh
0:03Come on
0:05S p in the
0:06Up north into the nyc and the out west
0:08And to n***as in cali and the down south type dynamite
0:13What
0:15Yo yo come on dynamite dynamite
0:17Uh check it out
0:18Uh uh
0:19Yo yo yo yo yo check it out
0:21Eve ry bo dy
0:23Touch this illa fifth dynamite
0:25C'mon
0:25Touch this illa fifth dynamite
0:27C'mon
0:28Touch this illa fifth dynamite
0:30Check it out
0:30Eve ry bo dy
0:33Touch this illa fifth dynamite
0:35C'mon
0:35Touch this illa fifth dynamite
0:37C'mon
0:38Touch this illa fith dynamite
0:40Yo
0:40Check it out
0:40In in tro tro duc ducing
0:43The sole missin' link
0:44What could mc's who listen think
0:45It's black thought
0:46Open your eyes and don't blink
0:48Yo
0:48To rock this mic is like a basic instinct
0:50But yo in in tro tro duc ducing
0:52Behind thee
0:53The mic champ ion
0:55More than a step ion
0:56Mothaf**kers sweatin' me
0:57Beggin' me just to get me on
0:58Macro cosmic
1:00Micro master
1:01Ey yo I'm all the way way
1:02Phil phil lay lay
1:03People want to see the way the illadel play
1:06Yo
1:06Look in the mirror
1:07Watch what yourself say
1:08I'm from s p
1:09No mortal man can test me
1:11Thought
1:11I keep a lin e in
1:13Upper eschulone in
1:14Heineken
1:14Hold the rhymin' in
1:15Flows remindin' 'em
1:16Cats that hear me up
1:17Some s**t from back in the past
1:18Your half steppin' a*s
1:19Could never fathom a grasp because
1:21Yo we got a doctrine
1:23In cold rockin' it
1:24Bringin' this apocalypse
1:25N***a you mad topical
1:26B***h my raps trick your optical
1:28Mister superficial
1:30I'm rippin' apart your heart tissue
1:31This is your official
1:33Dismissal
1:34I don't study the artificial
1:36Who f**kin' wit the dark crystal
1:37Yo where are is you
1:38I'm movin' like a smart missile
1:40Aimed and guaranteed to hit you
1:43Word up
1:46But when the fifth do get on and perform
1:49You in for it
1:51It ain't no way to cen sor it
1:55My style metaphoric
1:56To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift
2:00The artist
2:02Comin' out the fifth darkness
2:06We go back like ancients
2:08While you ain't s**t
2:10Sub terrainean
2:10Never against the grain ean
2:12Afro american slash half blade ean
2:16In your universe
2:19My star's the most radiant
2:22Ey yo it's all the way live
2:23From 2 1 5
2:25Plus admission is denied so just wait outside
2:27Two extremes collide like jekyl and hyde
2:30And I provie you wit the swerve you need
2:32But take heed
2:33You travellin' like speed
2:34Iller than adventures you might read
2:36O fficial original breed
2:37The just ice league
2:39Yo it's the p 5 d
2:40Style fashionist
2:41Other mc's they actresses
2:42Yo it's the high opposed
2:44You bout to get shot down
2:45Tryin' to fly above this illa fifth compound
2:48You've known since the get go
2:49I rock your disco
2:50Ain't nobody badder
2:51But yo you get my gist so
2:53I represent so you gotta squint
2:59As far as how I do it you ain't compen sate
3:04We causin' nui sance and get in decent so save your two cents
3:11Don't come in my district
3:14Kickin' that bulls**t
3:16Yo it's all simplistic
3:20Limited click get
3:24Lyrically lifted
3:26Touchin' the fifth s**t
3:29Trenches of the mentally twisted
3:34You enlisted
3:38Five was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit
3:48And I stomp ya
3:50Till you call me conqueror
3:53Back slappin' all the n***as that slept
3:56Thinkin' that elo could ever disappear
4:01I'm strippin' they vi near
4:11Wit this non ether reefer
4:22Quiet frequent premiere
Uh uh Come on S p in the Up north into the nyc and the out west And to n***as in cali and the down south type dynamite What Yo yo come on dynamite dynamite Uh check it out Uh uh Yo yo yo yo yo check it out Eve ry bo dy Touch this illa fifth dynamite C'mon Touch this illa fifth dynamite C'mon Touch this illa fifth dynamite Check it out Eve ry bo dy Touch this illa fifth dynamite C'mon Touch this illa fifth dynamite C'mon Touch this illa fith dynamite Yo Check it out In in tro tro duc ducing The sole missin' link What could mc's who listen think It's black thought Open your eyes and don't blink Yo To rock this mic is like a basic instinct But yo in in tro tro duc ducing Behind thee The mic champ ion More than a step ion Mothaf**kers sweatin' me Beggin' me just to get me on Macro cosmic Micro master Ey yo I'm all the way way Phil phil lay lay People want to see the way the illadel play Yo Look in the mirror Watch what yourself say I'm from s p No mortal man can test me Thought I keep a lin e in Upper eschulone in Heineken Hold the rhymin' in Flows remindin' 'em Cats that hear me up Some s**t from back in the past Your half steppin' a*s Could never fathom a grasp because Yo we got a doctrine In cold rockin' it Bringin' this apocalypse N***a you mad topical B***h my raps trick your optical Mister superficial I'm rippin' apart your heart tissue This is your official Dismissal I don't study the artificial Who f**kin' wit the dark crystal Yo where are is you I'm movin' like a smart missile Aimed and guaranteed to hit you Word up But when the fifth do get on and perform You in for it It ain't no way to cen sor it My style metaphoric To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift The artist Comin' out the fifth darkness We go back like ancients While you ain't s**t Sub terrainean Never against the grain ean Afro american slash half blade ean In your universe My star's the most radiant Ey yo it's all the way live From 2 1 5 Plus admission is denied so just wait outside Two extremes collide like jekyl and hyde And I provie you wit the swerve you need But take heed You travellin' like speed Iller than adventures you might read O fficial original breed The just ice league Yo it's the p 5 d Style fashionist Other mc's they actresses Yo it's the high opposed You bout to get shot down Tryin' to fly above this illa fifth compound You've known since the get go I rock your disco Ain't nobody badder But yo you get my gist so I represent so you gotta squint As far as how I do it you ain't compen sate We causin' nui sance and get in decent so save your two cents Don't come in my district Kickin' that bulls**t Yo it's all simplistic Limited click get Lyrically lifted Touchin' the fifth s**t Trenches of the mentally twisted You enlisted Five was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit And I stomp ya Till you call me conqueror Back slappin' all the n***as that slept Thinkin' that elo could ever disappear I'm strippin' they vi near Wit this non ether reefer Quiet frequent premiere
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