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Peace to all the hip cats, all the Nappy
This is the Brother Question, live
Via satellite from the Never Tunnels
Now dig the rituals for today, is music
So sit back, relax and dig the

Yo bust it, I digs hip-hop, and for hip-hop
Not R&B because to me not my style and
The R-double-O-quotes ain't for radio, but soul
The ones that's hip change the dial and

I remember one morning at the Soul Shack,
In the outback, on the songwritin'
a five, off a Bob Marley spliff
On the cloud I be relaxin' from last night and

In today but hey Brother Question
Was on the Westside asleep without a clue
I hollered down to Crumbs to pick up the and tell him to get ready
Question, what ya Ain't nothing

Yeah, chicken wings, so I met him in the West
Where we had to 'lax and wait for Rubber and Bes'
Bassey broke down on the other of town
Yo you know what it's about, The Roots is out to the

Does anybody like real
Sweet music, music?
You know The is a group that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you move it,

anybody like real music?
Sweet music, music?
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

From the subway to the
Gots to break if we wanna get to the bus
like a Mex for the border
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a bunch of
Nah, the four of us

nappy sweets on the transit, two fine
Three fine fo' mo' fine, uhh!
A girl says, "Hey y'all The Square Roots?"
And I'm like, "Heh, worrrd", and the shorty passed the sign

Now we got to out exit

To the
To
Crushin' mix
Oh man, yo look out
Say
out!
Question a whole bag of drumsticks
nothing

But a wing, so
He bends down to pick up the and his pants fall down
(Dang!)
In my face, Question frown, turned around
And he felt a draft, so I laughed

Does like real music?
Sweet music, soul
You know The Roots is a that'll choose it
Just to use it, to make you it, yeah

Does like real music?
music, soul music?
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it, yeah

Here comes the Crumbs, the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The and I was added to the trio
Now I'm and got a reason for my ego
In the of, Los Lobos, ad-ios, a-migo

At the Rat Cave, mic I'm hand, I'm
Tellin' to keep it, goin'
What I'm doin', I'm not knowin'
But umm, to me see it oh-and-kay'n
(It okay)

Layin', to the sounds
Umm, hi to hoe and, yeah, hey to
Trippin', I'm tryin', not to laugh, it
It's the last paragraph, and I'm done

But Question's jokin', and I'm hopin'
That comes in and opens, the door
Ah man, what is up with you
I'm leavin', what? Why you
Your like that man?
ugly, self-righteous, do-gooder

Does anybody like music?
Sweet music, soul
You The Roots is a group that'll choose it
to use it, to make you move it

Does anybody real music?
Sweet music, music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll it
Just to use it, to make you it