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

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

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

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Greene, a.k.a.
[MM/Tony
from Sector 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 Plant

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

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

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

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

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

[Malik
Yes, I will address and press about my
me-ssiah, am the best Yes-I am
most quick to go because I'm to flow a script
I will slay and disobey, I will display banana clips
that slaughter with the and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, like a Bosnian
A-drift I means a-draft I means I I means I raff
ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, most provoke me ? so hold ?
was willin, cause I'm with the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Allan Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Maya
No banja-lo was played, I means banjo
so the guitar, had to take the bitch off, and
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, this
like my man Emilio, what y'all should 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 rock heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[? ? ?]
this as I get rugged with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin like a drifter
I exit through my state of greater elevation,
grains the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see your playing tricks
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
my mental -- 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 cause I be the freak of
With, the images that I hold in my
I be the kid from the Fifth, so y'all holding I've said
I've said, I be the omnipresent from the void
Fatter is the flow, so my is employed
I'm ragged, pants bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my home so I to the slum
Come, the misfit's got a tale, you on a mad trip
The unveil
I'm too deep, you down, I creeps round, the lowest
of the levels, the positive raps that devils
The abstracts, and exact, knapsack's on the back
Rip poetical flows 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 have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

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

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

? ? ?]
Kinda like, ? catch, of the day is mad
I raise heck, no hell, you plays back, your tape's ill
Show me exactly what it is you want, I give you what we got
We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot
So lock up, doors, cause I'm
Busting Loose like Richard Pryor, setting on fire
We got funky,
Stuff you had swinging, a monkey, I'm
always 'round, living off of Vine
as in West Philly, Street
The kids be jay'd on the corner
Swing my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5
Not no bootleg treat, you get from 52nd Street, up
Word to life, word is bond, to God
I'm the bean he's like a bean
I guess the stage is a pod, ain't with
no I kiss a licorice
and any miss I to kiss or else I diss like this
So I step to the left, the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Object catch wreck, uhh

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

No Mas]
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
got a lot I got my own I'm throwin passes
Asses are grabbed, when I swing with The
Suits, I got none, but off that accoutrements
ever since I winced at the thought of a
Yes you be wantin to consider me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm strictly lovin men
Send me your love, don't ever think I need it
I got problems, can you help me out?
Shout a louder if you're sure that you hear me
Fear me not, I'm just average girl
Curls in my head, and yeah I think I look
Should I be the one, to break the bad
Snooze when I'm tired, not when I'm hype, type
Yo I just off!

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

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

Akil]
Umm, from the Southern side of yet of The Roots
there comes me,
The little brother of Mr. Bruce
A jazz kickin kid who flows, like the river
Not fond of scooters, but I'll take an Accord and
zoom right through your borough, I'm crazy thorough
No offspring running but no my penile is not sterile
Collects the crazy from, selling 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 grass that you HIGHER than a bird
Kinks, be in the head, cause I leave the curls to
Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat like William
A poor black kid rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
Straight from the underground, new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams that will uplift the people's
the Objects that are Foreign, the kids with baggy clothes
are the that I'm coolin with, when we be together
Two and two four but Foreign Objects be forever
So, just let me as I reach up to the next plateau
And then you'll give me my
Uhh, I'm a Foreign Object

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

[A.J.
First off, I'm off shots of gab
and lifted by the gift, I start to jab
The rhymes that I grab schools to the slab
As I write scores, the funky gone
on next ish lookin
for the next fish with a that used to be a duck
but now you're stuck
Trying to hang but you swim I think you're fucked
You in your blues for boom, tap shoes
I do shows and change all views
I get down, I go up as I up
cause I got this O.M.B. you can't defuse
Yeahhh, to rock all of you rockers
When I carry the ball, I stay my blockers
I move swift, I needs no
I don't to riff because I shift the gift
and now my name is Simmons, but I'm not Run
the mic in my hand, I've only just begun
to hold mine, I'ma plus a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How times must I have to say
this I never yo when I display?
styles I paint the funky picture I portray and
before I hit the I made it my forte
I got this, you can come and get this, cause my
method is the most and I boast so you can bet
is like the best of the of the flock
And now you're walkin down the of the Always Jock
A.J. here for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm fadin
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 showin YOU got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[BROther
It's me the BROther on the M-I-C to flow
To bust a fat rat-a-tat one mo' gen'
I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic
know you're listenin so please get off of it
A score and two years ago the ?uestion's mission
South of Street, on ?
and anybody diss the sure shot body rock
flowin dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Objects coming soon
the rat cave to a room with a view
My B.G., and my band is Josh U
And the whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc'
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 demi," make em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I jams on every
Move out the way, I gets on, 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, Thought get loose
And just rock showin you got the juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

Thought]
Well umm, yik-yik yak-yak,
that I stutter and brother that I left back behind
Lines of swine I'm qualified for stew achoo
I caught the boogie like the flu and God Bless the
Cardiac cerebral cathedral
The mental is the temple and the central you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a lift Bob Mar-ley, and par-lay
On clouds I drop, bombs like a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I rocks Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the grits call me baby and
run a finger, through the knaps of the rap, singer
a scat, from the stack, that I keep in the shack
of my soul, bring the bowl I got the out good
That's why I'm dug by the hippies the pimps and hoods
in the slum, could I umm, come, I umm, come
Yes I does, and gets down I wasn't know that I was
but they gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't give
to the erector of the Object, I collect, to preserve
Plus and envelop 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
the Foreign 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...