Don't Say Nuthin' Lyrics - The Tipping Point - The Roots

Yeah! That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious 

Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge 

Until your body sound clash 

Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude 

Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant - foul rowdy 

Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping 

Keep em playing they position 

Keep making the people listen what I spin 

Put em out on a limb 

Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen 

Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend 

We never listen to them 

It's like trying to take a piss in the wind 

My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test em 

They all standing close to the edge, so don't stress em 

Now who the type built to last? 

It's no question, the Master! 

Villain in Black wit no stets in my sound 

Hitting you hard from - every direction 

Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg! 

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When the saint on the ground with his nine on line, 

with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand. 

Give it here, and don't say nuthin', 

just give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin'... 

When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, 

gettin' down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. 

Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin', 

I'm sayin... give it here and don't say nothing 

Yeah, Illadel! Home of the original gun clappers 

Out on the wrong corner your shit'll get spun backwards 

You got the fool wanting the rules, enter at risk 

Or your own nana'll keep a gat under the matress 

Shorties running reckless from Philly to Texas 

Suprising what niggas willing to do to get a neckless 

Some emotions felt better left unexpressed at times 

Niggas' crime record longer than a guest list 

Yes, I done seen things you wouldn't believe 

Seen people reach levels thought they'd never achieve 

Silhouettes waiting in the wings ready to D 

Thirst decise or need at least a buck to breathe 

C'mon! Stick up kids, they be out to tax 

Most times they be sticking you without the gats 

I'll still be on the grind when it all collapse 

And if it's my worst bar then I'm a take it right back nigga 

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When the saint on the ground with his nine on line, 

with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand. 

Give it here, and don't say nuthin', 

just give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin'... 

When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, 

gettin' down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. 

Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin', 

I'm sayin... give it here and don't say nothing 

Yeah, it ain't nothin like I rush I get, in front of the band 

On stage wit the planet in the palm of my hand 

When a brother transform, from aynonomous man 

To the force, crush whoever might of thought I was playin 

I'ma flame some, sentence the shit, the cold twist to slang 

Thicker than big boy baby, mom, sister pain 

Beyond measure, relaxed under pressure 

You see the master piece, but to me it's unperfected 

Give it here Geffen Records, I'm off the handle 

Cut the check, and yo it better be as heavy as anvil 

Next joint comin, all bets is cancelled 

Nigga black ink, red was a G finacial 

We finna have the whole industry at a stand still 

See me put the system on lock like can pill 

So get wit them endorsements, and call reinforcements 

Cause my click come a full sizeable portions 

When the saint on the ground with his nine on line, 

with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand. 

Give it here, and don't say nuthin', 

just give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin'... 

When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, 

gettin' down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. 

Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin', 

I'm sayin... give it here and don't say nothing