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[Black
From the in the wee hours of the black morning
From The Roots the Foreign Objects family tree
This is mad
All the way live from Philly, we got the coalition
the Foreign Objects in effect
It's dat, now dig

Thompson] Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
[BT/Tariq
Well um, Black Thought from The Roots

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Simmons, a.k.a.
Simmons]
A.J. Shine, The Dollar Sign, funky

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Pitts, a.k.a.
[LA/Micah
Akil, social misfit

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Greene, a.k.a.
Greene]
Straight from Sector 6 it's Mr.

Thompson] Ms. Thompson, a.k.a.
[SNM/Terresa
Shorty... (Oooooh!)

Thompson] Mr. Cee, a.k.a.
? ? ?]
Myself, me and I

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a.
Dorsey]
Pazi Plant, The Soul

Thompson] Mr. Armstead, a.k.a.
[Bo/Conway
Bo-watt, The Rhythmic

Thompson] Mr. Basset, a.k.a.
[MB/Malik
Blizzunt, Foreign Objects

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Thompson, a.k.a.
[B?/Ahmir
BROther ?uestion, from Roots y'all (yeah, ha-hah)

[BROther
And we the Objects (yeah, yeah)
And like this..

Now get loose, get loose, Malik B get
And just heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Malik
Yes, I will address and about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the best siah? am
most to go because I'm equipped to flow a script
I will slay and disobey, I will display banana clips
slaughter with the words and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, like a Bosnian
A-drift I a-draft I means I riff I means I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't want no tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, provoke me ? so hold your ?
was willin, cause I'm strollin the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Twain, or Edgar Allan Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Maya
No banja-lo was played, I banjo betrayed
so the guitar, had to the bitch off, and slay
You might I'm a rookie or an amateur, but put me
on a panel or a channel I'll like the vandal-er
I meants to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle
like my man Emilio, what should really know
You get the picture, if you was in an orchard
or fortress, (so you niggaz forfeit)

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, ? get
And just rock heartbeat showin you got
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[? ? ?]
this as I get rugged with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin thoughts a drifter
I through my state of greater elevation, unifying
grains the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see your mind's tricks
You you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix
upon my mental -- I it complicated
of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, tasting what I gave ya
Seeping the cellar cause I be the freak of nature
With, the images I hold in my head
I be the kid the Fifth, so y'all holding what I've said
I've said, I be the omnipresent factor from the
Fatter is the flow, so my styling is
I'm ragged, pants bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my home so I to the slum
Come, the misfit's got a tale, take you on a mad
The unveil
I'm too deep, you down, I creeps round, the lowest
of the levels, the raps that kill devils
The abstracts, right and exact, on the back
Rip poetical flows the track
My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it
and listen, I brought to your mind missing

?uestion]
Now get loose, get loose, Pazi Plant get
And just heartbeat showin you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

Plant]
I'm hip to release ill units, I major soul
The ? out, so stays rhythmatic
to the static when it plays, levels the bass
They chase but never catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter many, came to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's I'm liable
take portion cause I'll fly that ?
Dig the jazz that's closets from the Paz bugged
like the nickel bag of love, slidin
through the groovy fuzz, Plants is the
Mad abornmal, is my flow, much confusion, in
My scenario's too advanced'n, for
If it's violation, soul power, shower ya
defenses now you're falling, and
Cause styles are infantile not poetically correct
to I'm laughin at ya, lyrical stature, cause my status
be is the coolest kid to do a bid on fakers
with the that be blamma, back in eighty-three
I was the Grand Fruit Jammer, but now I gets
and shit with the Foreign Objects..
that's right, the Foreign Objects

[BROther
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
Now check it out, now it out
Get loose, get loose, ? ? ? get loose
And rock heartbeat showin you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

? ? ?]
Kinda like, ? catch, of the day is mad
I heck, no raise hell, you plays back, your tape's ill
Show me just exactly it is you want, I give you what we got
We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot
So up, your doors, cause I'm
Busting like Richard Pryor, setting stuff on fire
We got funky,
you had swinging, like a monkey, I'm
always hanging 'round, off of Vine
as in West Philly, Street
The kids be getting jay'd on the
my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5 Soul
Not no bootleg treat, you get from Street, word up
to life, word is bond, word to God
I'm like the he's like a bean
I the stage is like a pod, ain't with
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any I wish to kiss or else I diss like this
So I step to the left, the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Foreign catch wreck, uhh

[BROther
Get loose, get loose, get loose
And rock heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Shorty No
Can I it?
I kicks it for the so I kick it for you
I gotta nag a dog and to Billy - I gets down
Sound's got a lot I got my own I'm passes
Asses are grabbed, when I with The Roots
Suits, I got none, but off that accoutrements
ever since I winced at the of a dress
Yes you might be to consider me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm strictly lovin men
Send me your love, don't ever I don't need it
Shit I got problems, can you help me
Shout a little louder if sure that you hear me
Fear me not, I'm just another girl
Curls in my head, and I think I look good
Should I be the one, to the bad news?
Snooze I'm tired, not when I'm hype, your type
Yo I came off!

?uestion]
Get loose, get loose, get loose
And rock heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Mr.
Introducing for the year of ninety-three
The black brainchild is to kick the groovy
out the head, provided for the hardrocks
Here to the ghetto beats for the blocks
You can dig the cause the styles are for the digging
A fat of soul, that's how the Sector roll
Never making fake material, why I?
The mind is so to rip, so why would I
give you less than that, you in fact, this is where at
cause I've provided is about to swing the bat
and shake up the from New York to Montego
all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego
Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro I am
It's profound, like the from the underground
single lyric is prepared, in the hunt for the metro
with scoops of fat loops and funky
Level's being felt, all over in the states
Breaking more beats than my moms the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we freak funk
when we come to Earth, with a trunk of fat, soul
Alert doing on the everyday
Here to the swing like my man Donny Hathaway
Just, the dotted line, and do what we do
Because you get a grip, if you want your shit

?uestion]
Now get loose, get loose, Lord get loose
And just rock heartbeat showin you got
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

Akil]
Umm, from the side of Philly yet of The Roots
comes me, who?
The little brother of Mr. Bruce
A jazz kickin kid who flows, like the Jordan
Not fond of scooters, but I'll take an Accord and
zoom right through your borough, I'm crazy thorough
No offspring 'round but no my penile is not sterile
Collects the crazy papes from, selling tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em like grapes
The that I'm zoning, the one that's on the third
Eatin or mad grass that gets you HIGHER than a bird
Kinks, be in the head, cause I the curls to Jheri
Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat William Perry
A poor black kid rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
Straight from the underground, found new life on the South
We ? off the that will uplift the people's souls
Cause the Objects that are Foreign, the kids with baggy
are the cats that I'm with, when we be together
Two and two four but Foreign Objects be forever
So, let me flow as I reach up to the next plateau
And then you'll me my respect
Uhh, cause I'm a Foreign

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. Shine get
And just rock showin you got the juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[A.J.
off, I'm burstin off shots of gab
and lifted by the gift, I start to jab
The that I grab send schools to the slab
As I scores, the funky orator's gone
on next ish lookin
for the next with a wish that used to be a duck
but now you're dumbstruck
Trying to but you can't swim I think you're fucked
You traded in your for boom, tap shoes
I do shows and change all opposing
I get down, I go up as I up
cause I got this O.M.B. rhyme you can't
Yeahhh, to rock all of you rockers
When I carry the ball, I stay my blockers
I swift, I needs no lift
I don't have to riff because I the gift
and now my name is Simmons, but I'm not Run
With the mic in my hand, I've only begun
to mine, I'ma goldmine plus a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How times must I have to say
this I never miss yo when I
From styles I paint the funky I portray and
I hit the court I made it my forte
cause I got this, you can and get this, cause my
method is the most and I so you can bet this
is like the best of the of the flock
And now you're walkin down the of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm fadin
It's like y'all, and ya don't stop
The Bid on the root with the hip-hop

Thought]
Now.. get loose, get loose, ?uestion get
And, rock heart-beat showin YOU got
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[BROther
It's me the BROther ?uestion on the to flow
To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo'
I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic
Sucker know you're so please get off of it
A score and two ago began the ?uestion's mission
South of Street, on ?
and anybody wanna diss the sure body rock
fresh flowin dude, we can take it to the
Sucker, Foreign coming soon
From the rat cave to a room with a
My brother's B.G., and my band is U
And the stank whole rhythmic funk, plus my
You can comprehend the verbal letters that I
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, Boyz II Men
I don't have a Benz-y shoes are walkin like
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," make em like ?
Man, yo, I jams on gram
out the way, I gets on, rockin round the clock
In school I used to doodle, I use my noodle
And I'll be rockin planets, and soon I'm fatter
I'm a son who knows where I came from
Umm, lights, camera...

[? ? ?]
Get loose, get loose, Black get loose
And just rock heartbeat you got the juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Black
Well umm, yak-yak, chi-chi-chi-ka-SPLACK
Thoughts that I stutter and brother that I back behind
Lines of swine I'm for groovy stew achoo
I caught the like the flu and God Bless the Black
Cardiac cerebral abstract
The mental is the and the central sees you tryin to flam!
Man I a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and par-lay
On airy clouds I drop, bombs a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I rocks Fabian
It's the sex upon the grits that call me baby and
run a finger, the knaps of the rap, singer that
pull a scat, from the stack, that I keep in the
of my soul, bring the bowl I got the flat out
That's why I'm dug by the hippies the pimps and hoods
in the slum, could I umm, come, should I umm,
Yes I does, and gets down I wasn't know that I was
but they gel, that's why blow up cause they didn't give spect
to the erector of the Foreign Object, I collect, to
Plus develop and in The Roots of rhyme
Yo the end of the line, I got mine, and I'm out

[Brother
A-ha! Ahh, suki now
It's the ?uestion
and now you how it is
when the Foreign Objects get
that, yeah, ha ha ha
And we out y'all, and we out
And we out y'all, and we out
And we out y'all...