Rising Up The Roots (Ft. Chrisette Michele & Wale)

[Intro: Questlove & Chrisette Michele]
Yesterday I saw a B-girl crying
Yesterday I saw a B-girl crying
I walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
She told me that the radio's been playing
The same song all day long
So I told her I got something you've been waiting for
I got something you've been waiting for

[Hook: Chrisette Michele]
Yesterday I saw a B-girl crying
I walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
She told me that the radio's been playing
The same song all day long

[Post-Hook: Black Thought]
So get your glass, lift it up in the toast position
We getting paper like John Travolta get it
Cause we focused with it, we supposed to get it
You know me and my whole squad, we so committed
We not the kids cooling out on the sofa with it
We 'bout to dominate the globe like Oprah did it
We getting paper like John Travolta, nigga

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Well I'm a downtown shooter, who that?
The crown ruler is back, he kind of grew into the shape of a mack
Look how I do it, yo I'm taking you back
This how you rise down to the foundation, how sacred is that?
I'm from the number one place on the map
The generational gap, with yet another sensational track
And we don't stress for nothing, I just press the button
It's as simple as just making it hap'
To all the frauds stop faking, relax, and to the broads if you caking
Then clap then shake it without breaking your back
I know the world been waiting for that, you been aching for that
Cause what they playing on the station is wack
And I'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
The best is that which I accept and nothing less
My stacks is grotesque, my squad so fresh
You know it's Black Thought, and your boy the bro Quest, but