Concerto Of The Desperado Lyrics - The Roots

The Concerto of the Desperado 

R-double-O-T-S check the flow 

If you know like I know then you know the motto 

That's all the fake shit got to go 

In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy metro 

My poetry is set like a U.F.O 

The maestro, the lyricist concerto 

My physical play the role of a vessel 

The level of my lyrics law manifesto 

My thoughts wrestle and attack with the killer instincts 

Of a gorilla stronger than Samson 

Without vanilla my soliloquy profess my ability to just 

Stimulate you like the best sensimilla 

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The half life the Philladellpophila proceed 

Hither is my death flower blow your tower to smithe 

Reens to fiends catch another rhyme gripper 

Deeper than the meditations of a Hindu worshiper 

Unorthodox, Hip-Hop, minister 

Than a Serengeti cheetah my thoughts swifter 

You lose your balance when the sound hits ya 

So check for the, fifth militia 

A poet's under pressure stressin' that you get the picture 

Even if it means you gotta hang over the banister 

I pull a microphone on any pistol brandisher 

And take advantage of ya because you amateur 

Styles gunning down your sound man and manager 

What this how we do it in the year for nine-six 

With this delivering attack on pointless rap shit 

Breakin' M C's down to fractions, tell your squadron 

It's time to go to war, respond react 

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The concerto, of the desperado 

R-double-O-T-S check the flow 

If you know like I know then you know the motto 

And that's all the fake shit got to go, fake shit gots to go 

The concerto, of the desperado 

R-double-O-T-S check the flow 

If you know like I know then you know the motto 

And that's all the fake shit got to go, fake shit gots to go 

The implorer, the universe explorer 

Treat M C's like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah 

Leavin' these niggaz open like a box of Pandora 

With styles that's newer than the world order 

Approximately three quarters of y'all are water I straight deport ya 

Then orchestrate your torture with roots of culture 

The pill brimmage to the line of scrimmage up against your image 

Where life is a heist, and the strong get a percentage 

It's ill as a war and within' it I'm the lieutenant 

That surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant 

You fold like Japan's futons and fans 

While I design a plan to make a rapper step like a pedestrian 

I crush a mountain into grands of sand 

Your pain stains the hand that held the mic inserted to the stand 

The desperado, that refuse to follow 

The fifth afficianado, break you up into parts like vibrato 

I deep like the dark of the night 

Niggaz is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic 

They use the simple back and forth the same old rhythm that's plain 

I'd rather ultra magnetize your brain 

It's the Hip-Hop purist, that leave you lost like a tourist 

Inside the, niggaz is bringin' nothin' for us 

As we breakin' 'em down to fractions, tell your squadron 

It's time to go to war respond react 

The concerto, of the desperado 

R-double-O-T-S check the flow 

If you know like I know then you know the motto 

And that's all the fake shit got to go, fake shit gots to go 

It's the concerto, of the desperado 

R-double-O-T-S check the flow 

If you know like I know then you know the motto 

And that's all the fake shit got to go, fake shit gots to go