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Peace to all the hip cats, all the Sweets
is the Brother Question, broadcasting live
Via satellite from the Never Never
Now dig the rituals for today, is music
So sit back, and dig the groove

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

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

In today but hey Brother Question
Was on the Westside asleep a clue when
I down to Crumbs to pick up the phone and tell him to get ready
Question, what ya Ain't nothing

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

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

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

the subway to the studio
Gots to break if we wanna get to the bus
Runnin' a Mex for the border
Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a of yas?
Nah, the four of us

Nuff sweets on the transit, two fine
Three fo' five mo' fine, uhh!
A girl says, "Hey ain't The Square Roots?"
And I'm like, "Heh, worrrd", and then the shorty passed the

Now we got to out exit

To the
To
Crushin' mix
Oh man, yo look out
Say
out!
Question dropped a whole bag of
Ain't

But a wing, so
He bends down to pick up the sticks and his fall down
(Dang!)
In my face, Question didn't frown, turned
And he felt a draft, so I laughed

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

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

comes the Crumbs, from the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The Roots and I was 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'
I'm doin', I'm not really knowin'
But umm, to me see it sounds
(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 paragraph, and I'm done half

But Question's jokin', and I'm like
That nobody in and opens, the door
Ah man, what is up you man?
I'm leavin', what? Why you
Your face like man?
Look ugly, self-righteous,

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

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