Rock You Lyrics - The Roots

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Rock you {*repeat 6X*} 

Come on {*repeat 2X*} 

Aiyyo y'all rappers less play, what I'm about to say 

Will probably hit y'all niggas in a real strange way 

Shmucks, ducks and half hearted prankster crews 

Willie dank Langston Hughes, put shanks in crews 

I debut to make the news and I've been killing it since 

Still in the trench, buzzin off the killin dispense 

I want my niggas out that barbwire still in the fence 

Verbal assassin I'm a killer still in a sense 

Rhymes is graphic 

Aimin straight at your minds and blast that weak shit 

The pieces and particles of fragments mad vocabulist 

Yes I must confess 

I'm like Diddy tryin to sink a slug in Elliots chest 

Just taste on that it's Black you can tally up that 

You never knew that fate cut you until your belly was wet 

New Delian cat the Fraggle Rock skully is split it's Black comin 

You can tell it's a hit, comin to drop you nigga 

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(Chorus) 

We will Rock you {*repeat 6X*} 

Yo yall savages is primitive 

I'm true penmanship 

Here come the neuro-linguistic rhyme hypnotist 

Making sound waves 

Prisoners outta the listeners 

Legendary magnificent Pope distributors 

Man I remain lives ahead of the game 

Slang play off the meter cause its never the same 

Niggas tell me how they never comin better then frame 

They love what I say 

Here come the rebel breaking the frame and it's all true 

My earning bars arts is martial 

I'm comin to off you 

I ain't tryin to argue 

When you least expect it I'm gonna step out the 

Darkroom pull out the hardware tools the particles will spark you 

My niggas wraps give a slice 

I spit nice fucking around this twice 

As much as rhythm is rolling a dice 

To choose one the noose or the gun 

Cause you're getting banged or hanged 

Thought second to none nigga 

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Yo check it out whether you ballin or just one the 

Wall and groovin groovin 

We've come to get it kickin and get the movement movin 

For Tracey and Tamika and for Shelly and Susan 

Styles make you wonder what the hell he was usin 

Remember your development with out any music 

Spit so many spears it's becoming a nuisance to some 

But to whoever want to know who the truth is 

You never heard another on the mic as ruthless 

I drink a little liquor a lot of water and juices 

It make money ain't no need for makin excuses 

Burn you fuckin with a South Philly exclusive 

Them long dick niggas with real short fuses that go off 

Chick likes Riq, you such a show off 

You cut your locks down to a fro than cut your fro off 

I been at your show there ain't no way to cut your flow off 

You got to be the illest emcee that people know of word 

I will rock you {*repeat 2X*} 

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