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

Thompson] Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
[BT/Tariq
Well um, Black Thought from The y'all

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Simmons, a.k.a.
Simmons]
A.J. Shine, The Dollar Sign, bid'ness

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Pitts, a.k.a.
Pitts]
Lord Akil, social

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

Thompson] Ms. Thompson, a.k.a.
[SNM/Terresa
Shorty... (Oooooh!)

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a.
[PP/Jamal
Plant, The Soul Plant

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

[?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)

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

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

Blunt]
Yes, I address and press about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the siah? Yes-I am
most quick to go because I'm equipped to a script
I will slay and disobey, I will display banana clips
that slaughter the words and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, like a Serb
A-drift I means a-draft I means I I means I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass
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 I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Maya Ange-lou
No banja-lo was played, I means banjo
so the guitar, had to the bitch off, and slay
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, this
like my man Emilio, what y'all should really
You couldn't get the picture, if you was in an
or fortress, (so you niggaz forfeit)

[BROther
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 as I get rugged with the scrpiture
Evacuatin scenes, spreadin thoughts a drifter
I through my state of greater elevation, unifying
grains through the of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see your mind's tricks
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
upon my mental -- I keep it
of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting I gave ya
Seeping the cellar cause I be the freak of nature
With, the images that I hold in my
I be the kid from the Fifth, so y'all holding what said
said, I be the omnipresent factor from the void
Fatter is the flow, so my is employed
I'm ragged, worn bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my so I shouts to the slum
Come, the misfit's got a tale, you on a mad trip
The unveil
I'm too deep, you sinks down, I creeps round, the
of the levels, the positive raps that devils
The abstracts, and exact, knapsack's on the back
Rip poetical upon the track
My thoughts escape a tape, you'll play it back
and listen, I to your mind what's missing

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

Plant]
I'm hip to release ill units, I displays major
The ? out, so stays rhythmatic
to the static when it plays, levels the bass
They chase but they'll catch my patt-er-ns
Soul this Plant like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, came to away any job
Umm, cat, if it's abstract I'm liable
take portion cause fly that head ?
Dig the jazz that's closets from the Paz be-low
like the nickel bag of love, slidin
through the groovy fuzz, Plants is the
Mad abornmal, is my flow, much confusion, in
My too advanced'n, for duplication
If violation, soul power, will shower ya
now you're falling, and crawling
Cause your styles are infantile not correct
to test I'm laughin at ya, lyrical stature, my status
be that is the 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 wreck shit with the Objects..
Yeah that's right, the Foreign

?uestion]
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
Now it out, now check it out
Get loose, get loose, ? ? ? get loose
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 raise heck, no 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 lock up, doors, cause I'm
Busting Loose like Richard Pryor, setting stuff on
We got funky,
you had swinging, like a monkey, I'm
always 'round, living off of Vine
as in West Philly, 56th
The be getting jay'd on the corner
my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5 Soul
Not no bootleg treat, you get from 52nd Street, up
Word to life, word is bond, to God
I'm like the he's like a bean
I guess the stage is like a pod, ain't
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any miss I wish to or else I diss like this
So I to the left, drop the mic, catch my breath
then, the Foreign Object catch wreck, uhh

?uestion]
Get loose, get loose, get loose
And just rock heartbeat 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 Billy - I down
got a lot I got my own I'm throwin passes
Asses are grabbed, when I with The Roots
Suits, I got none, but off that accoutrements
ever since I winced at the of a dress
Yes you might be to consider me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm strictly lovin 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 sure that you me
Fear me not, I'm just another average
Curls in my head, and yeah I think I good
Should I be the one, to the bad news?
Snooze I'm tired, not when I'm hype, your type
Yo I came off!

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

[Mr.
lyrics for the year of ninety-three
The black brainchild is about to the groovy
out the head, provided for the hardrocks
Here to resurrect the ghetto for the blocks
You can dig the cause the styles are for the digging
A fat sack of soul, that's how the roll
Never making fake material, why 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 I've provided is to swing the bat
and shake up the levels from New York to
all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego
Quick to make a jam and slam like the pro that I am
profound, like the kids from the underground
Every single lyric is prepared, in the for the metro
scoops of fat loops and funky lingo
Level's being felt, all over in the states
Breaking more beats my moms breaks the china plates
Transmitting, areas we freak with 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, follow the 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 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 kid who flows, like the river Jordan
Not fond of Honda scooters, but I'll an Accord and
zoom right through your borough, because I'm thorough
No running 'round but no my penile is not sterile
the crazy papes from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em like grapes
The level that I'm zoning, the one that's on the
Eatin buds or mad grass that you HIGHER than a bird
Kinks, be in the head, cause I the curls to Jheri
Got mad souls out the ass shit, fat like William Perry
A poor black kid rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
from the underground, found new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams that will the people's souls
Cause the that are Foreign, the kids with baggy clothes
are the cats I'm coolin with, when we be together
Two and two equals four but Objects be forever
So, just let me flow as I reach up to the plateau
And then give me my respect
Uhh, cause I'm a Foreign

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

[A.J.
off, I'm burstin off shots of gab
and gettin by the gift, I start to jab
The that I grab send schools to the slab
As I write scores, the funky 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 think you're
You traded in your for boom, tap shoes
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 can't
Yeahhh, to rock all of you rockers
I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers
I move swift, I needs no
I don't have to riff because I shift the
and now my is Joseph Simmons, but I'm not Run
the mic in my hand, I've only just begun
to mine, I'ma goldmine plus a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How many times must I to say
I never miss yo when I display?
From styles I paint the 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 and I boast so you can bet this
is like the best of the rest of the
And now you're walkin the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm away
It's that y'all, and ya don't stop
The funky Bid on the root the hip-hop

Thought]
Now.. get loose, get loose, ?uestion get
And, rock heart-beat showin YOU got
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[BROther
me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow
To bust a fat rat-a-tat one mo' gen'
I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic
Sucker you're listenin so please get off of it
A and two years ago began 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 coming soon
the rat cave to a room with a view
My brother's B.G., and my band is U
And the stank whole rhythmic funk, plus my
You can comprehend the letters that I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, like II Men
I don't have a Benz-y shoes are walkin Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I jams on every
Move out the way, I gets on, round the clock
In school I to doodle, nowadays I use my noodle
And I'll be rockin planets, and soon I'm fatter
I'm a levelheaded son who where I came from
Umm, lights, camera...

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

Thought]
Well umm, yik-yik yak-yak,
Thoughts that I stutter and brother that I back behind
Lines of swine I'm qualified for stew achoo
I caught the boogie like the flu and God the Black
cerebral abstract cathedral
The mental is the temple and the central sees you to flam!
Man I catch a lift Bob Mar-ley, and par-lay
On airy clouds I drop, bombs a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I like Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the grits 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 out good
That's why I'm dug by the hippies the pimps and hoods
in the slum, I umm, come, should 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 they didn't give spect
to the erector of the Foreign Object, I collect, to
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
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...