Duck Down! The Roots (Ft. Dom (Rap))

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yeah
We gettin' ready to break y'all, it's winner take all
The game is locked, we down to the eight ball
The time is now, it ain't nothin' to wait for
I'm a king by blood, a soldier by nature
I'm somethin' like a threat to y'all space cadets
'Cause you never met a brother nothin' like me yet
So push another slice into your toaster, tighten your vests
'Cause it's a warrior you seein' here tonight in the flesh
I give you somethin' high voltage, double the dosage
Runnin' with these vultures, givin' me ulcers
Which one of these hustlers bringin' the thunder?
'Riq Geez not another man takin' us under
Nigga please which Philly cat doin' his own thing
Might say Black my give you a code name
Round my neck see the microphone hang
Have your lady lip-synchin' like on Soul Train
The niggas that's a problem's a minimal margin
The Colonel, Captain, Lieutenant, General, Sergeant
Black, one man army movin' in on your squadron
You sittin' still, you know you a target
You heard, you better duck down!

[Hook: Dom]
See me comin', better tuck those chains
'Cause you don't wanna feel them thangs
If you want it, you can get it, baby
You know you need to get low
Duck Down! (Duck Down!)