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[Black
From the Tunnels in the wee of the black 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 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 Sign, funky bid'ness

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

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Ms. Thompson, a.k.a.
[SNM/Terresa
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 Priest

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Thompson, a.k.a.
[B?/Ahmir
?uestion, from Square 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 rock heartbeat showin you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Malik
Yes, I will address and about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the best Yes-I am
quick to go because I'm equipped to flow a script
I will just slay and disobey, I 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 I means I riff I means I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't no brass tro-phy
So folks, most 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 Maya Ange-lou
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 dismantle like the
I meants to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle
like my man Emilio, y'all should really know
You get the picture, if you was in an orchard
or fortress, (so you niggaz forfeit)

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

[? ? ?]
Picture this as I get rugged the scrpiture
scenes, spreadin thoughts like a drifter
I exit my state of greater elevation, unifying
grains the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm But I see your mind's playing tricks
You thought you got the channel but you 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 tasting I gave 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 factor from the void
Fatter is the flow, so my styling is
I'm ragged, worn bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my home so I shouts to the
Come, the misfit's got a tale, take you on a mad
The thoughts
I'm too deep, you sinks down, I creeps round, the
of the levels, the positive raps kill devils
The abstracts, and exact, knapsack's on the back
Rip poetical upon the track
My thoughts escape onto a tape, play it back
and listen, I to your mind what's missing

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

[Pazi
I'm hip to ill units, I displays major soul
The ? out, so stays rhythmatic
to the static it plays, levels from the bass
chase but they'll never catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this Plant the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's I'm liable
portion cause I'll fly that head ?
Dig the jazz that's closets from the Paz bugged
Groovy like the nickel bag of love,
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
defenses now falling, and crawling
Cause your are infantile not poetically correct
to test I'm laughin at ya, lyrical stature, my status
be that is the coolest kid to do a bid on
with the that be blamma, back in eighty-three
I was the Fruit Jammer, but now I gets down
and wreck shit with the Objects..
that's right, the Foreign Objects

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

? ? ?]
like, ? catch, of the day is mad wreck
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 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, 56th
The kids be getting jay'd on the
Swing my hat to the back, Kangol, no 5 Soul
Not no treat, you get from 52nd Street, word up
Word to life, is bond, word to God
I'm like the bean like a bean
I guess the stage is a pod, ain't with
no metamorphosistically I a licorice
and any I wish to kiss or else I diss like this
So I to the left, drop the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Foreign catch wreck, uhh

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

No Mas]
Can I it?
I it for the others so I kick it for you
I nag a dog and note to Billy - 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 off that accoutrements
ever I winced at the thought of a dress
Yes you might be wantin to consider me a
Boy get it right, I'm strictly lovin men
Send me your love, don't ever think I need it
Shit I got problems, can you help me
Shout a little louder if you're sure that you me
Fear me not, I'm just another girl
Curls in my head, and yeah I think I look
I be the one, to break the bad news?
Snooze when I'm tired, not when I'm hype, type
Yo I just off!

[BROther
Get loose, get loose, get loose
And just 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 brainchild is about to kick the groovy
speak out the head, provided for the
Here to resurrect the ghetto for the blocks
You can dig the styles cause the are for the digging
A fat sack of soul, that's how the Sector
Never making material, why should I?
The mind is so equipped to rip, so why I
you less than that, you in fact, this is where it's at
cause lyrics provided is about to swing the bat
and shake up the from New York to Montego
It's all about the lyrics, it's not the ego
to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am
It's profound, like the from the underground
Every single 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 we freak with funk
when we come to planet Earth, with a trunk of fat,
doing work 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

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

[Lord
Umm, from the Southern of Philly yet of The Roots
there comes me,
The janky little brother of Mr.
A jazz kickin kid who flows, like the Jordan
Not of Honda scooters, but I'll take an Accord and
zoom right through your borough, because I'm crazy
No offspring running 'round but no my is not sterile
the crazy papes from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em just grapes
The that I'm zoning, the one that's on the third
Eatin buds or mad grass that gets you HIGHER than a
Kinks, be in the head, cause I leave the curls to
Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat like William
A poor kid with 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
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 flow as I reach up to the plateau
And you'll give me my respect
Uhh, cause I'm a Foreign

?uestion]
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. get loose
And just 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 scores, the funky orator's gone
on some ish lookin
for the next fish with a that used to be a duck
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 and change all opposing views
I get down, I go up as I up
cause I got this O.M.B. rhyme you defuse
Yeahhh, here to rock all of you
When I carry the ball, I be-hind 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
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 many must I have to say
this I miss yo when I display?
From styles I paint the funky picture I and
I hit the court I made it my forte
cause I got this, you can come and get this, my
method is the most and I so you can bet this
is like the best of the rest of the
And now you're walkin down the hallways of the Always
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin in your face while I'm fadin away
It's like that y'all, and ya don't
The funky Bid on the with the hip-hop

Thought]
Now.. get loose, get loose, get loose
And, heart-beat showin YOU got juice
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 a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen'
I'm flexin with my verbalistic chocolate
Sucker know you're so please get off of it
A score and two years ago the ?uestion's mission
of 52nd Street, on ?
and wanna diss the sure shot body rock
fresh dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Foreign Objects soon
From the rat cave to a with a view
My brother's B.G., and my band is U
And the whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc'
You can comprehend the verbal that I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, Boyz II Men
I don't have a Benz-y shoes are walkin Jimmy
em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," make em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I jams on gram
out the way, I gets on, rockin round the clock
In school I used to doodle, nowadays I use my
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 Thought get
And just rock heartbeat showin you got the
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
of swine I'm qualified for groovy stew achoo
I caught the boogie like the flu and God Bless the
Cardiac cerebral abstract
The mental is the temple and the central you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and
On clouds I drop, bombs like a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I rocks Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the grits that call me and
run a finger, through the of the rap, singer that
pull a scat, 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 plus the pimps and hoods
in the slum, I umm, come, should I umm, come
Yes I does, and gets said 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

?uestion]
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...