Thought @ Work Lyrics - The Roots

Yo, where the freaks at, lookin' at me? 

You wanna see Black? Then jump on it 

And to the chumps who think they might want it 

I might spot your ride and dump on it 

And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours 

And role out with a nigga slumped on it 

You see Black fall back son 

Me and Shock up in a Black Regal no insurance 

We like DEA serving warrants 

So tell the freaks you know to stop whorin' 

We gon' grab the mics and get 'em off the wall 

So e'rybody in here can stop snorin' 

Yo where the safe money unlock it, pull it out your pocket 

Ben Banniker Bay with the Al Morrocan 

Black thought on capitals like the sovereign 

Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets 

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Focus, flawless, New York to Europe 

To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet 

What a movement, the rap solution 

It thumps so hard we got 'em world wide usin' them 

Tracks from Black for satisfaction 

The role of captain played by Samuel L. Jackson 

Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid 

But when I'm in your orbit, your soul absorb it 

A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit 

A thorough bred gonna enforce it 

Tariq's where the beats at 

And where the people out their seats at 

For what? 'Cause y'all on it 

I'm like Aqua man and Brown Hornet 

I'm like Imhotep but don't flaunt it 

Dog, reintroducing Master Thespian 

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Ho-telling-est, elin-est, emceein 

Fuck getting money for real, get freedom 

Black on the grind from A.M to the P.M 

Splash up crash up the X-5 B.M 

Motive entertainment the Philly Mob we in 

Weak hearts, yo we not them 

Waddup nigga T3 nigga Bahtem 

When the M-ill get home we're gonna win 

First one to fall cats with no chin 

The mic the Black hold remain smokin' 

And ladies up in the place is wide open 

For real you know what I'm talking about 

Pull it out your pocket 

Pull it out your pocket 

Pull it out your pocket 

Check it out 

You feel this shit soon as they throw it on 

You feel this joint, this is your new favorite song 

You at the dance hall, you got it going on 

It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up 

Check it out, yo 

You feel this shit soon as they throw it on 

You feel this joint, this is your new favorite song 

You at the dance hall, you got it going on 

It's time to show it off yall niggas know what's up 

Yo here go the rapper of the year, year of the rap 

Come from South Philly where the hammers are clapped huh? 

Violate and you will answer to Black 

You a thug not really there's the answer to that 

Lee ya, boxed silly with the hands skill attack 

Cancel your check flip, dismantle your trap huh? 

Wanna pack can't handle your strap 

You a schmuck type, shoot your man in the back 

Meanwhile I'm outstanding and I'm outspoken 

Wild out take fools out without joking 

If I run out of shots, I'm going out poking 

On a date with sis we going out stroking 

And the shot is fantastic 

The fantastic is the romantic 

And to the freaks in the house if you're ready to bounce 

We can go to the flat then get tantric 

Yeah, you pronounce the name Tariq, any questions? 

Street hip-hop I bring forth the essence 

You see pulling up five deep 

With nothing but dimes inside of my jeep 

I'm not arguing to get in VIP cocksucker prick 

Suck a dick I'ma floss for the fuck of it 

Girls say the baw black be on some other shit 

Nigga talk like you work for the government 

My words worth like Barnes & Noble 

Spit hot flames that'll harm your vocal 

Spit thought name, I'm a bomb your local 

Neighborness, for a ten mile radius 

Well every ghetto craving this new anthem 

My brain unstable and I'm just too handsome 

I bang with the best around 

Who can test the ground when I finesse the sound 

Here come the controller 

You feel this shit soon as they throw it on 

You feel this joint, this is your new favorite song 

You at the dance hall, you got it going on 

It's time to show it off, so throw your hands up 

Check it out, yo 

You feel this shit soon as they throw it on 

You feel this joint, this is your new favorite song 

You at the dance hall, it's time to show it off 

You got it going on, y'all niggas know what's up