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the roots - grand return lyrics

– only on international versions

[hook: wadud ahmad + dice raw] + (dice raw)
the streets talk and they hear
and they watch, so stay clear
’cause they need, the streets feed
a street thief, and what they need
(so everybody
get up [x7]
everybody
get up [x7]
everybody get up)

[verse 1: black thought]
uh, i get up
read the mornin’ paper, kiss my baby girl
tell my lady friend i’m gone ’til i save the world
jump in my hot rod wheel, lookin’ super thorough
rockin’ a long black cape like the duke of earl
my cool don’t drop, i spit where the future twirl
i smash gl-ss in my hands to produce a pearl
i do the james on stage, then i do the [?]
you can tell i’m bonafide live, ’cause i’m too fo’ real
so the truth prevail, i never fail
ask me to key the blaze in the trail
i never tell, like the digits on the check in the mail
i give ’em h-ll with the clever rhymes
in the squad situated [?]
white on white sh-lltoes throwin’ elbows
you wanna holla?
you can do the rebel yell, bro
i’m not concerned, when will y’all learn
roots crew mothaf-ckas; it’s the grand return

[hook]

[outro: instrumental]

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