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[Black
the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black morning
From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects family
This is mad
All the way from Philly, we got the hip-hop coalition
called the Foreign Objects in
like dat, now dig

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
[BT/Tariq
Well um, Black Thought from The y'all

Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a.
[AJ/Joseph
A.J. Shine, The Sign, funky bid'ness

Thompson] Mr. Pitts, a.k.a.
[LA/Micah
Lord Akil, social

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Ms. Thompson, a.k.a.
Thompson]
Shorty... (Oooooh!)

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Cee, a.k.a.
? ? ?]
Myself, me and I

Thompson] Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a.
[PP/Jamal
Pazi Plant, The Soul

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Armstead, a.k.a.
[Bo/Conway
Bo-watt, The Rhythmic

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Basset, a.k.a.
[MB/Malik
Blizzunt, Foreign Objects

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Thompson, a.k.a.
Thompson]
BROther ?uestion, from Square Roots (yeah, ha-hah)

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

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

Blunt]
Yes, I will address and press about my
me-ssiah, am the best siah? am
most to go because I'm equipped to flow a script
I will just slay and disobey, I will display banana
that slaughter with the and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, a Bosnian Serb
A-drift I means a-draft I means I riff I I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass
So okey-dokey folks, provoke me ? so hold your ?
was willin, cause I'm with the quotes
Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Edgar Allan Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Ange-lou
No was played, I means banjo betrayed
so the guitar, had to take the off, and slay
You might think I'm a or an amateur, but put me
on a panel or a channel I'll like the vandal-er
I to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle this
like my man Emilio, y'all should really know
You couldn't get the picture, if you was in an
or fortress, (so you better forfeit)

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

[? ? ?]
Picture this as I get with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin like a drifter
I exit through my state of elevation, unifying
grains through the of the imagination, you dig
I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing tricks
You you got the channel but you couldn't get a fix
upon my -- I keep it complicated
Explosion of the spirit cause I up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting what I ya
Seeping through the cellar I be the freak of nature
With, the images that I in my head
I be the kid from the Fifth, so y'all 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, worn bagged, and umm
the be my home so I shouts to the slum
Come, the got a tale, take you on a mad trip
The thoughts
I'm too deep, you sinks down, I round, the lowest
of the levels, the positive that kill devils
The abstracts, right and exact, on the back
Rip flows upon the track
My thoughts escape onto a tape, play it back
and listen, I brought to mind what's missing

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

[Pazi
I'm hip to release ill units, I major soul
The ? out, so soul rhythmatic
to the static it plays, levels from the bass
They chase but they'll catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds Plant like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, came to away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's I'm liable
take portion cause I'll fly that ?
Dig the jazz that's from the Paz be-low bugged
Groovy like the nickel bag of love,
the groovy fuzz, Plants is the buzz
Mad abornmal, is my flow, much confusion, in
My scenario's too advanced'n, for
If it's violation, power, will shower ya
defenses now you're falling, and
your styles are infantile not poetically correct
to test I'm laughin at ya, stature, cause my status
be is the coolest kid to do a bid on fakers
with the grammar that be blamma, back in
I was the Fruit Jammer, but now I gets down
and wreck with the Foreign Objects..
Yeah right, the Foreign Objects

[BROther
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
Now check it out, now it out
Get loose, get loose, Myself ? ? ? get
And just heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have 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
me just exactly what 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,
Stuff you had swinging, a monkey, I'm
hanging 'round, living off of Vine
as in Philly, 56th Street
The kids be jay'd on the corner
my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5 Soul
Not no bootleg treat, you get from Street, word up
Word to life, word is bond, to God
I'm like the bean he's like a
I guess the stage is like a pod, ain't
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any miss I wish to kiss or else I like this
So I step to the left, drop the mic, my breath
then, the Foreign Object catch wreck, uhh

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

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

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

[Mr.
Introducing for the year of ninety-three
The black brainchild is about to the groovy
speak out the head, provided for the
Here to resurrect the beats for the blocks
You can dig the styles cause the styles are for the
A fat sack of soul, that's how the roll
making fake material, why should I?
The mind is so equipped to rip, so why 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 a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am
It's profound, the kids from the underground
Every lyric is prepared, in the hunt for the metro
with scoops of fat loops and lingo
Level's being felt, all over in the states
Breaking more beats than my breaks the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we freak funk
when we come to planet Earth, with a of fat, soul
Alert doing on the everyday
Here to bring the like my man Donny Hathaway
Just, the dotted line, and do what we do
Because you gotta get a grip, if you your shit

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

[Lord
Umm, from the Southern side of Philly yet of The
there me, who?
The little brother of Mr. Bruce
A jazz kickin kid who flows, like the river
Not fond of Honda scooters, but I'll take an and
zoom right through borough, because I'm crazy thorough
No offspring 'round but no my penile is not sterile
Collects the crazy papes from, crazy tapes, umm
Big be gettin swollen, I crush em just like grapes
The that I'm zoning, the one that's on the third
Eatin buds or mad that gets you HIGHER than a bird
Kinks, be in the head, cause I leave the to Jheri
Got mad out the ass with shit, fat like William Perry
A poor kid with rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
Straight from the underground, new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams that will the people's souls
Cause the Objects are Foreign, the kids with baggy clothes
are the cats that I'm coolin with, when we be
Two and two equals four but Objects be forever
So, let me flow as I reach up to the next plateau
And you'll give me my respect
Uhh, I'm a Foreign Object

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. Shine get
And rock heart-beat 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 gettin lifted by the gift, I to jab
The rhymes that I grab schools to the slab
As I write scores, the orator's gone
on some next ish
for the next fish with a wish that used to be a
but now you're stuck
Trying to hang but you can't swim I you're fucked
You traded in your blues for boom, tap
I do shows and all opposing views
I get down, I go up as I up
cause I got this O.M.B. you can't defuse
Yeahhh, here to all of you rockers
When I the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers
I move swift, I no lift
I don't have to because I shift the gift
and now my name is Simmons, but I'm not Run
With the mic in my hand, I've only begun
to hold mine, goldmine plus a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How many must I have to say
this I never yo when I display?
From I paint the funky picture I portray and
before I hit the court I made it my
cause I got this, you can and get this, cause my
method is the most and I boast so you can bet
is the best of the rest of the flock
And now you're walkin the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin in your face while I'm fadin away
It's like y'all, and ya don't stop
The funky Bid on the root with the

[Black
Now.. get loose, get loose, get loose
And, rock heart-beat showin YOU got
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

?uestion]
It's me the ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow
To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo'
I'm flexin with my verbalistic chocolate
Sucker know you're listenin so get off of it
A score and two years ago the ?uestion's mission
South of Street, on ?
and anybody wanna diss the sure shot body
fresh flowin dude, we can take it to the
Sucker, Foreign Objects soon
From the rat cave to a room a view
My B.G., and my band is Josh U
And the stank whole rhythmic funk, my nuc'
You can comprehend the verbal letters I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, Boyz II Men
I don't have a Benz-y shoes are walkin Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo demi," make em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I jams on gram
Move out the way, I gets on, rockin the clock
In school I used to doodle, nowadays I use my
And I'll be rockin planets, and soon I'm livin
I'm a levelheaded son who knows where I came
Umm, lights, camera...

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

Thought]
Well umm, yik-yik yak-yak,
Thoughts that I stutter and brother I left back behind
Lines of swine I'm for groovy stew achoo
I caught the like the flu and God Bless the Black
Cardiac cerebral cathedral
The mental is the temple and the central you tryin to flam!
Man I a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and par-lay
On airy I drop, bombs like a Sau-di, Arabian
I rocks like Fabian
It's the nipple sex the grits that call me baby and
run a finger, through the of the rap, singer that
pull a scat, from the stack, that I in the shack
of my soul, bring the bowl I got the flat out
why I'm dug by the hippies plus the pimps and hoods
in the slum, could I umm, come, I umm, come
Yes I does, and gets said I wasn't know that I was
but they gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't spect
to the of the Foreign Object, I collect, to preserve
develop and envelop in The Roots of rhyme
Yo the end of the line, I got mine, and I'm out

?uestion]
A-ha! Ahh, suki now
the Brother ?uestion
and now you how it is
when the Objects get wreck
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...