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[Black
From the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black
From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects tree
is mad abstract
All the way live Philly, we got the hip-hop coalition
the Foreign Objects in effect
It's dat, now dig

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
[BT/Tariq
Well um, Black from The Roots 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
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!)

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

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

Thompson] 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 Roots y'all (yeah, ha-hah)

[BROther
And we the Foreign (yeah, yeah)
And it's this..

Now get loose, get loose, B get loose
And just rock showin 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 Yes-I 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 the urge to splurge, like a Bosnian Serb
A-drift I means a-draft I means I riff I means I
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't no brass tro-phy
So folks, most provoke me ? so hold your ?
was willin, I'm strollin with the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Allan Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows Maya Ange-lou
No banja-lo was played, I means banjo
so the guitar, had to the bitch 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 niggaz forfeit)

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

[? ? ?]
Picture as I get rugged with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin thoughts like a
I exit through my state of greater elevation,
grains the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see mind's playing tricks
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
my mental -- I keep it complicated
Explosion of the spirit I opened up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, tasting 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 holding 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 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 raps that devils
The abstracts, right and exact, on the back
Rip poetical upon the track
My thoughts escape a tape, you'll play it back
and listen, I brought to your mind what's

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, Pazi get loose
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 stays
to the when it plays, levels from the bass
chase but they'll never catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this Plant like the rings Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, came to kick any job
Umm, cat, if it's abstract I'm liable
take portion cause fly that head ?
Dig the that's 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, much confusion, in
My scenario's too advanced'n, for
If it's violation, soul power, will ya
defenses now falling, and crawling
Cause your 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 grammar that be blamma, back in
I was the Grand Fruit Jammer, but now I gets
and wreck shit with the 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 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 raise heck, no raise hell, you plays back, your ill
Show me just 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 Richard Pryor, setting stuff on fire
We got funky,
Stuff you had swinging, a monkey, I'm
always hanging 'round, living off of
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 from Street, word up
Word to life, is bond, word to God
I'm like the bean like a bean
I the stage is like a pod, ain't with
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any miss I to kiss or else I diss like this
So I to the left, drop the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Foreign Object wreck, uhh

?uestion]
Get loose, get loose, get loose
And just 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 others so I it for you
I gotta nag a dog and note to Billy - I down
got a lot I got my own I'm throwin passes
Asses are grabbed, I swing with The Roots
Suits, I got none, but throwin off that
ever I winced at the thought of a dress
Yes you be wantin to consider me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm still strictly men
Send me your love, don't ever think I don't it
I got problems, can you help me out?
Shout a little louder if you're that you hear me
me not, I'm just another average girl
Curls in my head, and yeah I think I good
Should I be the one, to break the bad
Snooze when I'm tired, not I'm hype, your type
Yo I came off!

?uestion]
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.
lyrics for the year of ninety-three
The brainchild is about to kick the groovy
speak out the head, for the hardrocks
Here to resurrect the ghetto beats for the
You can dig the styles cause the are for the digging
A fat of soul, that's how the Sector roll
making fake material, why should I?
The mind is so to rip, so why would I
give you than that, you in fact, this is where it's at
cause lyrics provided is about to swing the bat
and up the levels from New York to Montego
all about the lyrics, it's 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
single lyric is prepared, in the hunt for the metro
with of fat loops and funky lingo
Level's being felt, all over in the states
Breaking more beats than my moms the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we with funk
when we come to planet Earth, with a of fat, soul
Alert doing on the everyday
Here to bring the swing like my man 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 just rock heartbeat you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

Akil]
Umm, the Southern side of Philly yet of The Roots
comes me, who?
The janky brother of Mr. Bruce
A jazz kickin kid who flows, the river Jordan
Not fond of Honda scooters, but take an Accord and
zoom right through your borough, because I'm thorough
No offspring running 'round but no my penile is not
the crazy papes from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I em just like grapes
The level I'm zoning, the one that's on the third
Eatin buds or mad grass 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, found new life on the South
We ? off the jams that will the people's souls
the Objects that are Foreign, the kids with baggy clothes
are the cats 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 next
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 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 send schools to the slab
As I write scores, the orator's gone
on next ish lookin
for the next fish with a wish that used to be a
but now you're dumbstruck
Trying to hang but you can't I think you're fucked
You traded in 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. rhyme you can't
Yeahhh, here to all of you rockers
When I the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers
I swift, I needs no lift
I don't have to riff because I the gift
and now my is Joseph 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 miss yo when I
From styles I the funky picture I portray and
before I hit the court I it my forte
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 walkin down the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin rhymes in your while I'm fadin away
It's like that y'all, and ya stop
The funky Bid on the root with the

Thought]
Now.. get loose, get loose, ?uestion get
And, rock heart-beat 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 rhyme one mo' gen'
I'm flexin with my verbalistic chocolate
Sucker you're listenin so please get off of it
A score and two years ago began the mission
South of Street, on ?
and anybody wanna diss the shot body rock
fresh dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Objects coming soon
From the rat to a room with a view
My brother's B.G., and my is Josh U
And the stank whole funk, plus my nuc'
You can the verbal letters that I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, like II Men
I have a Benz-y shoes are walkin like Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," make em like ?
Man, yo, I on every gram
Move out the way, I on, rockin round the clock
In school I to doodle, nowadays I use my noodle
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, Black Thought get
And just heartbeat showin you got the juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Black
umm, yik-yik yak-yak, chi-chi-chi-ka-SPLACK
Thoughts 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 the Black
Cardiac abstract cathedral
The mental is the temple and the sees you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a like Bob Mar-ley, and par-lay
On airy clouds I drop, bombs a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I rocks like
It's the sex upon the grits that call me baby and
run a finger, the knaps of the rap, singer that
a scat, from the stack, that I keep in the shack
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 said I wasn't that I was
but they gel, that's why they blow up they didn't give spect
to the of the Foreign Object, I collect, to preserve
Plus develop and envelop in The of rhyme
Yo the end of the line, I got mine, and I'm out

?uestion]
A-ha! Ahh, suki now
It's the Brother
and now you how it is
when the Foreign 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...