What Goes On Part 7 Lyrics - The Roots

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

(Black Thought) 

Yo, niggaz can not see me, can not be me or 

capture the metaphoric phrase blasted off stage when I tour 

I am but a messanger born to blow up 

My niggaz knew it all the time, lyrically I was a dime 

At the age of nine, shorty Black, could rhyme 

On the mic I never wasted time, I'm, the exquisite wizard 

when I visit shorties I hit it I'm cool as a blizzard 

Nigga what? You wanna bust your fronts, with the butter, my 

black paper chase ya and then erase ya rhyme 

Sucker, MC's how I hate it when you waste your time 

My state of mind, shine like it's diamond studded 

I'm rhyme budded on stage, word is bond, when I'm on, I rage 

Got the 12 gauge at the rest so play, and into rest you lay 

My everyday M.O. is gettin dough cause times is rougher 

than a mother for brothers to scuffle shuffle your cards kid 

Cause the odds is, niggaz'll hustle and live, foul 

This wild environment hostile produce, the music in me 

So my style's the blend of what is and was 

You could get a buzz from it, but enter too deep 

and reach a summit you fall and then plummit beyond real 

Where you're killed if your raps ain't ill 

Another crab motherfucker 'nother cap to peel 

Through these amps, I motivate camps to dance 

Niggaz too advanced, I warn, I'm just tellin you what goes on 

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Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

(Myself aka ELO the Cosmic Eye) 

Inside my head, you wish to see 

The signs appear, the shit's not clear 

What if I flipped, would you know how to maintain your edge 

I'm takin heads because, there's no fuckin ledge 

I pledge allegiance to my cosmic guide 

I couldn't fit in three dimensions if I tried 

Civilizations I can delete, so crews don't bother me 

Battle with Jehovah gaining universal soveirgnty 

Niggaz run around like clones, I got planets and thrones 

Throughout the galaxy my name's well known (my name's well known) 

I'm all alone in my zone, you wouldn't understand 

Stare in my face, fuck around and catch a scar man 

(Malik B) 

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(Malik B) 

Here on this agenda, there is no pretenders 

So when we begin to assassinate your cast members 

they shall candor, wavin white flags, man we surrender 

Those half-assed negroes know they're no contenders 

In syringes, I can shoot up lyrical vengeance 

And my grammar, might do a mandatory life in slammers 

You should regret it, thinkin about steppin to me 

niggaz forget it - you'll get gassed with lyrics leaded 

Most energetic, I never snag I'm tightly threaded 

I flip scripts like pattern twistness in calisthetics 

Black Thought, Elo and me a trio 

Tellin the the strong, word is bond 

I'm just tellin you what goes on 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!) 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(C'mon brother) 

Do you wanna know. what goes on? *2X* 

(Tell me baby!)