What They Do Lyrics - Illadelph Halflife - The Roots

Chorus: (saadiq) 

Never do... what they do, what they do, what they do... 

Never do... what they do, what they do, what they do... 

Verse one: 

Yo, lost generation, fast pace nation 

World population confront their frustration 

The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken 

It's all contractual, and about money making 

Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know their limitations 

Exact replication and false representation 

You wanna be a man, then stand your own 

To mc requires skills, I demand some shown 

I let the frauds keep frontin 

And roam like a celluar phone far from home 

Giving crowds what they wanted 

Offical hip-hop consumption, the 5th dumpin 

Keepin ya party jumpin wit an original somethin 

Yo, I dedicate this to the one dimension-al 

No imagination, excuse for perpetration 

My man came over and said 

Yo we thought we heard you 

Joke's for you 

We heard your bitin ass crew but uh 

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Chorus: raphael saadiq 

Never do, what they do when they do what they do 

(repeat 2x) 

Verse two: black thought 

Thin is the line of between love and hatred 

The game is ill-natured, it's nothing sacred 

Hey yo, it's funny when I see some rap niggaz do the making 

Of you would blow up or go as far as they can take it 

My nine to five is just to hit ya get the party live 

I'm black thought, used to rap for sport 

Now the rhymes need life support 

I take it very seriously within this industry 

It's various crews that try to touch me 

But I come wit the beautiful thing 

And I bless the track plushly 

Around the world the crowds love me from doing tours 

Recepient of applause from you and yours 

Creator of original sounds to send to stores you take home 

To absorb and sweat it out your pores 

Now who can stop the music runnin through these veins 

Infinitely go against the grain 

That's why my motto's to 

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Verse three: 

Livin the life of limos and lights 

Airplanes and trains 

Short days and long nights 

Keyboards and mics 

Bass chords and drum kicks 

And my mental thick to hit my head like brick 

As I embark on a mission welcoming to the dark 

When I first spark the arts, when's the listening start 

Open your head wide and let the thought inside 

My style fortified by all of philladel-phy 

I've dealt more stealth than all the wicked weal-thy 

Mentality undetectable by the naked eye 

Then I get paid when the record is played 

To put it short I want it made like ed, nuff said 

Then after that, I'm puttin on the ___ 

Let the ladies blend with the darkskin devil bred and discover 

My level is that of no other 

And roots crew bring offical and true 

While I'm continuin to... 

Chorus: repeat 4x