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The Roots

Genres: Hip-Hop

Sacrifice Lyrics - The Roots

Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids 

Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness 

Grown man tactics, no pediatrics 

The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous 

 

The catalyst, thought with the knack for splashin' 

I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin' 

The level-headed through bred, the female's passion 

Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin' 

 

The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin' 

Swerve half-naked, won't come near crashin' 

But if I go to Heaven, would y'all know my name 

Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh? 

 

Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happening 

My spit take critical political action 

The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction 

And every word that's understood is a transaction 

 

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I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder 

Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder 

Paris, France to Tip and Tioga 

How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya 

 

I tell you one lesson I learned 

If you want to reach something in life 

You ain't gonna get it unless 

You give a little bit of sacrifice and 

 

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry 

You need a heart that's filled with music 

If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high 

 

Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock 

I fly higher than them dudes, from off your block 

My name Black, the style is unorthodox 

It tap chins in your mens till you thought could box 

 

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A couple of people wanted thought to stop, but guess what? 

My man grab the missile, plug for the gut 

Now next time beatty stop being such a glut 

I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts 

 

We up close on 'em with toast but no crust 

It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust 

Choke on your face you jewels is lack lust 

Got to put it to you straight, y'all fools is jacked up 

 

Came close to the utmost but no cigar 

Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars 

The number one runner with the number one drummer 

Grammy award winnin' it's the world's eighth wonder, come on 

 

I tell you one lesson I learned 

If you want to reach something in life 

You ain't gonna get it unless 

You give a little bit of sacrifice and 

 

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry 

You need a heart that's filled with music 

If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high 

 

Your first impression might be I'm a asshole 

Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle 

Or try to sun touch and put the heat in the capsule 

Dog I'm far deeper than that though, I get in the zone 

 

Recognize I'm a rolling stone 

No time to lolly gag or lounge with scaliwags 

Give me the disc or I put it where your body at 

Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks 

 

With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy 

Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my way 

I read an open booklet inside me 

The star of the story that the groove teller got me 

 

Through all the dark times part of the business 

The light be contingent on small forensics 

My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant 

It's true so the crew gon' sense it, I get in the zone 

 

I tell you one lesson I learned 

If you want to reach something in life 

You ain't gonna get it unless 

You give a little bit of sacrifice and 

 

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry 

You need a heart that's filled with music 

If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high 

 

I tell you one lesson I learned 

If you want to reach something in life 

You ain't gonna get it unless 

You give a little bit of sacrifice and 

 

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry 

You need a heart that's filled with music 

If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high 

 

I tell you one lesson I learned 

If you want to reach something in life 

You ain't gonna get it unless 

You give a little bit of sacrifice and 

 

Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry 

You need a heart that's filled with music 

If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high 

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