Mellow My Man Lyrics - Do You Want More?!!!??! - The Roots

[blackthought] 

One two 

Yes, the roots layin back, rela-xin 

Coolin out with my man malik b 

We call him sla-xon 

Yaknowhati'msayin? we in effect 

Mo like al b. sure, for your plea-sure 

Aiyyo bust it 

We about to flip it on some ol' laid back, mellow my man tip 

We gon' set it like this 

Yo check it 

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Bust it, la di da di, who likes to party 

Like slick rick the ruler I'm cooler than a ice brick 

Got soul like those afro picks, with the black fist 

And leave a crowd drippin like john the baptist, it's 

The cause of that oh shit! 

The skits I kick, flows like catfish 

And got many emcees on the blacklist 

I'm sharp as a cactus plus, quick to bust gymnastic tactics 

Us, roots is really true to that rap shit 

Now holla to the scholarly, street skats that follow me 

Back to the soul shack with packs of rap colonies 

Max that, foreign objects is mad abstract, make shadrach 

Offender wanna go like meshach, black 

Thought the nappy cat a bookworm shoe styles like sperm 

Cool as malcolm little with conch a la perm burn 

The herb sticks like wicks, and flips when I slaps the hand 

Of my mellow my man, malik b 

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[malik b] 

Here I goes, negroes best to know the flower 

The pro-fessional, best in those skills that kills so uhh. 

Whoa, slow down before you go down (sissy) 

Trixie this is agatha christie your slain and know now 

Next contender, malik's the axe offender 

Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep within the 

Microphones I grip, psych with poems so's I slits throats 

Put him in a quote, when he croaks 

They sayin -- isn't it, is it the negro that did it? 

Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit' 

I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny forms 

(and we're in, your neighborhood) on the norms 

Capture, was to, whack ya 

Manu-facture, you can even ask anita about the, rap-ture 

I figured, perhaps ya, a say it slam 

For my mellow my man 

Chorus: blackthought 

The way we do it like this 

That, for my mellow my man 

It's like that for my mellow my man 

No no we do it like that 

This, for my mellow my man 

It's like this for my mellow my man 

No no we do it like this 

That, for my mellow my man 

It's like that for my mellow man 

No no we do it like that 

This, for my mellow my man 

It's like this for my mellow my man 

[blackthought] 

Yo, I got spunk, plus funk 

And jump like punks, to get beat down 

Turn that heat down, I'm crazy cool 

Deeper than the pool than wilt the stilt 

Damn near drowned in clowns bounce to sound 

When thoughts pound 

And brown's, my complexion section southern 

My brother-in is jex, i 

Sweats no sex, cause this kid gets 

Grits n shit, it's flex to drains that was crazed 

When your heart spit up, dip dup damn 

Yo I lost it but -- 

-- back is the black boogey man 

Manic mad musician, maker of noise 

That's jocked, by your homeboys 

I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around 

I was lost but was found, now I gets down 

From philly to the apple i, stop and holla tunes and then hit 

Up-town, diggin planets when they get earthbound 

I kick the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I pass the can 

To my mellow my man, malik b 

[malik b] 

Whoahhhhh, shucks, my nuc snuff ducks (uh-huh) 

Abruptly I erupt, to destruct, deducts 

In wax I like to smack em, stroke em as I cap em 

Change my name to saran or reynolds then I wrap em 

Negroes know we be furrow to my borough 

Cause my ass is so thorough, like levert gerald 

Too strong to be sterile 

So I impregnates the greats (say what? ) 

Bust the pacino's, I won't trust them 

Even though I lust them shapes -- females for retail prices 

Twice this nice, this witch sure does her spices 

I won't smirk, cause my name's not urkel 

The voice with the multiple choice, she does a circle 

You wanna turn and page your eyes, and try to plagerize 

But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and slayed ya 

Microphones I grip equipped to flip the hyp-ocrites 

And nit-wits, with tidbit skits, them ain't *shhh* 

That was a curse, but I divide it in half 

Gets the airplay, no fair play, you're feelin the wrath 

Of malik, aiyyo get tragic, negroes that get dramatic 

Because I have the habit to smoke rabbits like a addict 

So if you can not rap I will just slap you 

If you wants to pick up on your nose be shows the chrome 

And then we cap, you 

It's too bad, dem cyan't understand de true check 

For my mellow my man 

Chorus: blackthought 

The way we do it like this 

That, for my mellow my man 

It's like that for my mellow my man 

No no we do it like that 

This, for my mellow my man 

It's like this for my mellow my man 

No no we do it like this 

That, for my mellow my man 

It's like that for my mellow man 

No no we do it like that 

This, for my mellow my man 

It's like this for my mellow my man 

I think it's for my mellow my man, uhh 

My mellow my man, right 

My mellow my man, uhh 

My mellow my man, right 

My mellow my man, uhh 

My mellow my man, right 

My mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man 

For scott storch, my mellow my man 

Leonard hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man 

B.r.o.t.h.e.r.? on the drums, my mellow my man 

Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man 

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