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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
Trotter]
Well um, Thought 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.
[MM/Tony
Straight from Sector 6 Mr. Manifest

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
Plant, The Soul Plant

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Armstead, a.k.a.
[Bo/Conway
Bo-watt, The Rhythmic

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

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

[BROther
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 address and press about my
me-ssiah, am the siah? Yes-I am
most quick to go I'm equipped to flow a script
I will just slay and disobey, I display banana clips
that slaughter with the words and the of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, a Bosnian Serb
A-drift I a-draft I means I riff I means I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't no brass tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, most provoke me ? so hold ?
was willin, cause I'm strollin with the
Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Edgar Allan Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Ange-lou
No banja-lo was played, I means betrayed
so the guitar, had to take the off, and slay
You think I'm a rookie or an amateur, but put me
on a panel or a channel I'll dismantle like the
I to say the scandalous, vandalous, handle this
my man Emilio, what y'all should 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 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 thoughts like a
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 it complicated
Explosion of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and
So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting what I ya
Seeping through the cellar cause I be the freak of
With, the images that I in my head
I be the kid the Fifth, so y'all holding what I've said
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 be my home so I shouts to the slum
Come, the got a tale, take 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 flows upon the
My thoughts onto a tape, you'll play it back
and listen, I brought to your mind what's

?uestion]
Now get loose, get loose, Pazi Plant get
And just rock heartbeat 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 soul rhythmatic
to the static it plays, levels from the bass
They chase but they'll never my patt-er-ns
surrounds this Plant like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm than many, came to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if it's abstract I'm
take portion cause fly that head ?
Dig the jazz that's closets the Paz be-low bugged
Groovy like the bag of love, slidin
the groovy fuzz, Plants is the buzz
Mad abornmal, is my flow, confusion, enhanced in
My too advanced'n, for duplication
If it's violation, power, will shower ya
defenses now falling, and crawling
Cause your styles are not poetically correct
to I'm laughin at ya, lyrical stature, cause my status
be that is the 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 gets
and wreck with the Foreign 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, Myself ? ? ? get
And just rock heartbeat showin you got
And fun (HAVE FUN) have 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 up, your doors, cause I'm
Busting Loose like Richard Pryor, setting on fire
We got funky,
you had swinging, like a monkey, I'm
always hanging 'round, living off of
as in Philly, 56th Street
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 he's like a
I the stage is like a pod, ain't with
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any miss I wish to kiss or else I like this
So I step to the left, drop the mic, my breath
then, the Foreign Object catch wreck, uhh

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

[Shorty No
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
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 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 your love, don't think I don't need it
I got problems, can you help me out?
Shout a little louder if you're sure that you me
me not, I'm just another average girl
Curls in my head, and I think I look 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 showin you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) 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, for the hardrocks
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 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 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 slam sound the pro that I am
It's profound, like the kids the underground
Every single lyric is prepared, in the for the metro
with of fat loops and funky lingo
Level's felt, all over in the fifty states
more beats than my moms breaks the china plates
Transmitting, hitting we freak with funk
when we to planet Earth, with a trunk of fat, soul
Alert doing work on the
Here to bring the like my man Donny Hathaway
Just, follow the dotted line, and do we do
Because you get a grip, if you want your shit

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

Akil]
Umm, from the Southern of Philly yet of The Roots
there me, who?
The janky brother of Mr. Bruce
A kickin kid who flows, like the river Jordan
Not fond of Honda scooters, but I'll an Accord and
right through your borough, because I'm crazy thorough
No offspring running 'round but no my is not sterile
Collects the papes from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em just grapes
The level that I'm zoning, the one 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 black kid with rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
from the underground, found new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams will uplift 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 you'll give me my respect
Uhh, cause I'm a Object

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. get loose
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 off shots of gab
and lifted by the gift, I start to jab
The rhymes that I grab send 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 stuck
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
I got this O.M.B. rhyme you can't defuse
Yeahhh, here to rock all of you
When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my
I move swift, I needs no
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 goldmine a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How many times I have to say
I never miss yo when I display?
From I paint the funky picture I portray and
before I hit the court I it my forte
cause I got this, you can come and get this, my
method is the most and I boast so you can bet
is like the best of the rest of the
And now walkin down the hallways of the Always Jock
Abbreviated A.J. for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm away
like 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 YOU got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

?uestion]
It's me the BROther ?uestion on the to flow
To a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen'
I'm flexin my mental verbalistic chocolate
know you're listenin so please get off of it
A score and two ago began the ?uestion's mission
of 52nd Street, on ?
and anybody diss the sure shot body rock
fresh dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Foreign Objects coming
the rat cave to a room with a view
My B.G., and my band is Josh U
And the stank rhythmic funk, plus my nuc'
You can comprehend the letters that I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, like II Men
I don't have a Benz-y 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 gets on, rockin round the
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 where I came
Umm, lights, camera...

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

[Black
Well umm, yik-yik yak-yak,
Thoughts that I stutter and brother I left back behind
Lines of swine I'm for groovy stew achoo
I the boogie like the flu and God Bless the Black
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 clouds I drop, like a Sau-di, Arabian
I rocks like Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the that call me baby and
run a finger, through the of the rap, singer that
pull a scat, from the stack, that I keep in the
of my soul, bring the I got the flat 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 cause they didn't give
to the erector of the Foreign Object, I collect, to
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 ?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...