Don’t Say Nuthin’ The Roots

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yeah! That all mighty amazin', ill, highly contagious
Kamikaze South splash like a shot from a gauge
Until your body sound clash
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude
Beats bring the beast out me — flagrant, foul, rowdy
Reed pipe but deep tight, disposition keep on flippin'
Keep 'em playin' they position
Keep makin' the people listen
What I spin, put 'em out on a limb
Got tears, got blood, got sweat leakin' out of the pen
Y'all fake niggas not settin' a trend
We never listen to them
It's like tryin' to take a piss in the wind
My home team doin' visitors in, yo, don't test 'em
They all standin' close to the edge, so don't stress 'em
Now, who the type built to last? It's no question
The master, villain in black wit' no Stetson
My sound hittin' you hard from every direction
Your head and shoulder area, your midsection, dawg!

[Hook]
Yeah, witness say I hold it down with the nine, won't lie
With an edited line, we're King Kong hittin' Thailand
Give it here, and don't say nuthin'
Just give it here, and don't say nuthin'
With the team on set, hit the blunt, a double plat
Hear the band horn, everything, hmmm, cut the check
Give it here, and don't say nuthin'
Give it here, and don't say nuthin'