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

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

Thompson] Mr. Greene, a.k.a.
[MM/Tony
Straight from 6 it's Mr. Manifest

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

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

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

?uestion]
And we the Objects (yeah, yeah)
And it's this..

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

[Malik
Yes, I will and press about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the best Yes-I am
quick to go because I'm equipped to flow a script
I just slay and disobey, I will display banana clips
that slaughter the words and the herds of the verbs
I gots the to splurge, like a Bosnian Serb
A-drift I means a-draft I I riff I means I raff
ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, most me ? so hold your ?
was willin, cause I'm with the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Allan Poe
But I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Maya Ange-lou
No banja-lo was played, I means banjo
so the guitar, had to take the bitch off, and
You think I'm a rookie or an amateur, but put me
on a panel or a channel I'll dismantle the vandal-er
I meants to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle
like my man Emilio, what y'all should really
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!!!!

[? ? ?]
Picture this as I get with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin like a drifter
I exit my state of greater elevation, unifying
grains through the of the imagination, you dig
I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing tricks
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
upon my mental -- I it complicated
Explosion of the cause I opened up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, you're what I gave ya
Seeping through the cause I be the freak of nature
With, the that I hold in my head
I be the kid from the Fifth, so y'all holding I've said
I've said, I be the factor from the void
Fatter is the flow, so my is employed
I'm ragged, pants bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my so I shouts to the slum
Come, the got a tale, take 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, right and exact, knapsack's on the
Rip poetical flows upon the
My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it
and listen, I to your mind what's missing

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

Plant]
I'm hip to release ill units, I displays soul
The ? out, so soul rhythmatic
to the static when it plays, levels the bass
They chase but never catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this Plant like the upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's I'm liable
take cause I'll fly that head ?
Dig the jazz closets from the Paz be-low bugged
Groovy like the nickel bag of love,
through the groovy fuzz, Plants is the
Mad abornmal, is my flow, much confusion, in
My scenario's too advanced'n, for
If violation, soul power, will shower ya
defenses now you're falling, and
Cause your styles are not poetically correct
to test I'm 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 Fruit Jammer, but now I gets down
and shit with the Foreign Objects..
Yeah that's right, the Objects

?uestion]
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
Now it out, now check it out
Get loose, get loose, ? ? ? get loose
And rock 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
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, your doors, I'm
Loose 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, 56th
The kids be jay'd on the corner
my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5 Soul
Not no bootleg treat, you get 52nd Street, word up
Word to life, word is bond, to God
I'm like the bean he's a bean
I guess the stage is like a pod, with
no I kiss a licorice
and any miss I wish to kiss or I diss like this
So I step to the left, the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Foreign Object wreck, uhh

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

No Mas]
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 throwin
Asses are grabbed, I swing with The Roots
Suits, I got none, but throwin off accoutrements
ever since I winced at the of a dress
Yes you might be wantin to me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm still strictly men
Send me love, don't ever think I don't need it
Shit I got problems, can you me out?
a little louder if you're sure that you hear me
Fear me not, I'm just another average
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, Manifest get
And just heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Mr.
lyrics for the year of ninety-three
The brainchild is about to kick the groovy
out the head, provided for the hardrocks
Here to resurrect the ghetto for the blocks
You can dig the styles the styles are for the digging
A fat sack of soul, that's how the Sector
Never fake material, why should I?
The is so equipped to rip, so why would I
give you less than that, you in fact, is where it's at
cause lyrics I've is about to swing the bat
and shake up the levels from New to Montego
It's all about the lyrics, not about the ego
Quick to make a jam and slam 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 funky
being felt, all over in the fifty states
Breaking more beats than my breaks the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we freak funk
when we to planet Earth, with a trunk of fat, soul
Alert doing on the everyday
Here to bring the like my man Donny Hathaway
Just, follow the line, and do what we do
Because you get a grip, if you want your shit

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

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

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

[A.J.
First off, I'm burstin off 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 funky orator's
on next ish lookin
for the next fish a wish that used to be a duck
but now you're dumbstruck
to hang but you can't swim I think you're fucked
You traded in your blues for boom, tap
I do shows and change all views
I get down, I go up as I up
cause I got this O.M.B. rhyme you defuse
Yeahhh, to rock all of you rockers
When I carry the ball, I stay my blockers
I move swift, I no lift
I don't to riff because I shift the gift
and now my name is Simmons, but I'm not Run
With the mic in my hand, only just begun
to hold mine, I'ma goldmine 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?
From I paint the funky picture I portray and
before I hit the court I made it my
I got this, you can come and get this, cause my
method is the most and I so you can bet this
is the best of the rest of the flock
And now you're down the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face I'm fadin away
like that y'all, and ya don't stop
The funky Bid on the with the hip-hop

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

?uestion]
It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to
To bust a fat rhyme 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 began the mission
of 52nd Street, on ?
and anybody diss the sure shot body rock
fresh dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Foreign coming soon
From the rat cave to a room a view
My brother's B.G., and my is Josh U
And the stank whole rhythmic funk, my nuc'
You can comprehend the verbal letters I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, like II Men
I don't have a shoes are walkin like Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo demi," make em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I on every gram
Move out the way, I gets on, round the clock
In school I to doodle, nowadays I use my noodle
And be rockin planets, and soon I'm livin fatter
I'm a levelheaded son who knows where I from
Umm, lights, camera...

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

[Black
Well umm, yak-yak, chi-chi-chi-ka-SPLACK
that I stutter and brother that 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 abstract cathedral
The mental is the temple and the central you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and
On airy clouds I drop, like a Sau-di, Arabian
I rocks like Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the grits that me baby and
run a finger, through the knaps of the rap, singer
pull a scat, from the stack, that I in the shack
of my soul, the bowl I got the flat out good
That's why I'm dug by the hippies plus the and hoods
in the slum, could I umm, come, should I umm,
Yes I does, and down said I wasn't know that I was
but gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't give spect
to the erector of the Object, I collect, to preserve
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
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...