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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
Trotter]
Well um, Black from The Roots y'all

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Pitts, a.k.a.
[LA/Micah
Akil, social misfit

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Greene, a.k.a.
Greene]
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
Pazi Plant, The Soul

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

Thompson] Mr. Basset, a.k.a.
[MB/Malik
Malik Blizzunt, Objects

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

?uestion]
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!!!!

[Malik
Yes, I will address and about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the best siah? am
quick to go because I'm equipped to flow a script
I will just slay and disobey, I will display banana
that slaughter with the and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, like a Bosnian
I means a-draft I means I riff I means I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass
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 like Ange-lou
No was played, I means banjo betrayed
so the guitar, had to take the bitch off, and
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 meants to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle
like my man Emilio, what y'all really know
You couldn't get the picture, if you was in an
or fortress, (so you better forfeit)

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

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

[Pazi
I'm hip to release ill units, I displays soul
The ? out, so soul stays
to the static it plays, levels from the bass
chase but they'll never catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter than many, to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's abstract I'm
take portion cause I'll fly that ?
Dig the jazz that's closets from the Paz be-low
like the nickel bag of love, slidin
through the fuzz, Plants is the buzz
Mad abornmal, is my flow, confusion, enhanced in
My too advanced'n, for duplication
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, lyrical stature, cause my
be is the coolest kid to do a bid on fakers
with the grammar that be blamma, in eighty-three
I was the Grand Fruit Jammer, but now I down
and wreck with the Foreign Objects..
that's right, the Foreign Objects

[BROther
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
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 raise hell, you plays back, 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 up, your doors, cause I'm
Busting Loose like Pryor, setting stuff on fire
We got funky,
you had swinging, like a monkey, I'm
always 'round, living off of Vine
as in West Philly, Street
The kids be getting jay'd on the
Swing my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5
Not no treat, you get from 52nd Street, word up
to life, word 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 miss I wish to 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, Shorty get
And just rock heartbeat showin you got
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Shorty No
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, when I swing The Roots
Suits, I got none, but throwin off that
ever since I at the thought of a dress
Yes you might be wantin to me a tomboy
Boy get it right, I'm still lovin men
Send me love, don't ever think I don't need it
Shit I got problems, can you help me
Shout a little louder if you're sure you hear me
Fear me not, I'm just another average
Curls in my head, and yeah I think I look
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 have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Mr.
Introducing lyrics for the year of
The black 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 cause the styles are for the
A fat sack of soul, that's how the roll
Never making fake material, why I?
The mind is so equipped to rip, so why I
give you than that, you in fact, this is where it's at
cause lyrics I've is about to swing the bat
and up the levels from New York to Montego
It's all about the lyrics, not about the ego
Quick to make a jam and sound like the pro that I am
profound, like the kids from the underground
Every single is prepared, in the hunt for the metro
with scoops of fat and funky lingo
Level's being felt, all over in the fifty
Breaking beats than my moms breaks the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we freak with
when we come to planet Earth, with a trunk of fat,
Alert doing on the everyday
to bring the swing like my man Donny Hathaway
Just, follow the dotted line, and do we do
Because you gotta get a grip, if you want 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 yet of The Roots
there comes me,
The janky brother of Mr. Bruce
A jazz kid who flows, like the river Jordan
Not fond of scooters, but I'll take an Accord and
zoom right your borough, because I'm crazy thorough
No offspring running 'round but no my is not sterile
Collects the crazy from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I em just like grapes
The level that I'm zoning, the one on the third
Eatin buds or mad grass that gets you HIGHER a bird
Kinks, be in the head, I leave the curls to Jheri
Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat William Perry
A poor black kid with rhythm, a eye for beats
Straight from the underground, new life on the South Streets
We ? off the that will uplift the people's souls
Cause the Objects that are Foreign, the kids with clothes
are the that I'm coolin with, when we be together
Two and two equals but Foreign Objects be forever
So, let me flow as I reach up to the next plateau
And then you'll give me my
Uhh, cause I'm a Object

?uestion]
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. Shine get
And rock 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 scores, the funky orator's gone
on some next ish
for the next fish with a wish that to be a duck
but now you're dumbstruck
Trying to hang but you swim I think you're fucked
You traded in your 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 carry the ball, I be-hind my blockers
I move swift, I needs no
I don't have to riff 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 plus a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How many times I have to say
this I never yo when I display?
From styles I paint the funky I portray and
before I hit the court I it my forte
cause I got this, you can and get this, cause my
method is the most and I boast so you can bet
is like the of the rest of the flock
And now walkin down the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
rhymes in your face while I'm fadin away
It's like that y'all, and ya don't
The Bid on the root with the hip-hop

[Black
Now.. get loose, get loose, ?uestion get
And, rock heart-beat showin YOU got
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 a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen'
I'm flexin my mental verbalistic chocolate
Sucker know you're 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 cave to a room a view
My brother's B.G., and my is Josh U
And the whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc'
You can comprehend the verbal that I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, Boyz II Men
I have a Benz-y shoes are walkin like Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I on every gram
out the way, I gets on, rockin round the clock
In school I used to doodle, I use my noodle
And be rockin planets, and soon I'm livin fatter
I'm a levelheaded son who knows I came from
Umm, lights, camera...

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

Thought]
Well umm, yak-yak, chi-chi-chi-ka-SPLACK
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 and the central sees you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and
On airy I drop, bombs like a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I like Fabian
the nipple sex upon the grits that call 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 pimps and
in the slum, could I umm, come, should I umm,
Yes I does, and gets down said I know that I was
but they gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't give
to the of the Foreign 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
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...