Understand The Roots (Ft. Dice Raw & Greg Porn)
"Understand" by The Roots (Ft. Dice Raw & Greg Porn), released in 2014, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of self-awareness, societal struggles, and the quest for understanding in a complex world. Its unique blend of live instrumentation and thoughtful lyricism reflects the group's signature style, emphasizing introspection and authenticity. The song resonates culturally by addressing relevant social issues and personal growth.
[Intro: Dice Raw]
Never understand
[Hook: Dice Raw]
People ask for God, 'til the day he comes
See God's face, turn around and run
God sees the face, of a man
Shaking his head, say, "He'll never understand"
People ask for God, 'til the day he comes
See God's face, turn around and run
God sees the face, of a man
Shakes his head then he says, "Man'll never understand"
[Bridge: Dice Raw]
He'll never understand, never understand
Never understand
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga
My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure
My transformation: a caterpillar from crack dealer
And backpedaller was no less, than spectactular
Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula
Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula
I led the devil in a dance
An electric slide across the line I drew up in the sand
Dead, ended, love is like a harlequin's romance
Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands
It was a shot away, but I never got away
Dreamed a little dream of me but that was an anomaly
Yo, people ask for God
Never understand
[Hook: Dice Raw]
People ask for God, 'til the day he comes
See God's face, turn around and run
God sees the face, of a man
Shaking his head, say, "He'll never understand"
People ask for God, 'til the day he comes
See God's face, turn around and run
God sees the face, of a man
Shakes his head then he says, "Man'll never understand"
[Bridge: Dice Raw]
He'll never understand, never understand
Never understand
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga
My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure
My transformation: a caterpillar from crack dealer
And backpedaller was no less, than spectactular
Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula
Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula
I led the devil in a dance
An electric slide across the line I drew up in the sand
Dead, ended, love is like a harlequin's romance
Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands
It was a shot away, but I never got away
Dreamed a little dream of me but that was an anomaly
Yo, people ask for God
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