Baby The Roots (Ft. John McGlinchey)

[Intro: Black Thought (various other voices)]
(*clears throat* "Ommmmmmm...")

Go 'head, nigga!

Nigga... slow down when you hittin' them corners
Fuck around, spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit
(Stop being a backseat driver, man)
Uh... aw now, baby...
(Turn him up)

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Your ma don't like the jitterbug, said this unholy music
"Hip-Hop just so ridiculous, everything sounds so confusin'"
Nowadays ain't nothing like it was
One thing that's sho' – the blues is
This system so mysterious
Can't let that stop the movement
Can't get no satisfaction –
They all laughing, glad it's happening
All ringside for the main attraction
Actin' a fool, with a lust for action
Young girl, caught in a crime of passion
Sitting there, crying in designer fashion
Didn't build, didn't have time for asking
Somebody call for the ambulances, girl...