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[Black
From the 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 coalition
called the Foreign in effect
like dat, now dig

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

Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a.
[AJ/Joseph
A.J. Shine, The Dollar Sign, funky

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

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

[?uestion/Ahmir Ms. Thompson, a.k.a.
Thompson]
Shorty... (Oooooh!)

Thompson] Mr. Cee, a.k.a.
? ? ?]
Myself, me and I

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a.
Dorsey]
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
Malik Blizzunt, Foreign

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

Blunt]
Yes, I will address and press about my
me-ssiah, am the best siah? am
most quick to go because I'm equipped to a script
I will just slay and disobey, I will banana clips
slaughter with the words and the herds of the verbs
I gots the urge to splurge, like a Bosnian
A-drift I means a-draft I means I riff I I raff
Rap's ca-tas-trophe, don't no brass tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, provoke me ? so hold your ?
was willin, I'm strollin with the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Edgar Poe
But since I'm a ne-gro, I flows like Maya
No banja-lo was played, I 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 dismantle the vandal-er
I meants to say the scandalous, vandalous, this
like my man Emilio, what y'all really know
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 showin you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[? ? ?]
Picture this as I get rugged with the
Evacuatin scenes, thoughts like a drifter
I through my state of greater elevation, unifying
through the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
upon my mental -- I keep it
Explosion of the spirit cause I up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting what I ya
Seeping through the cause 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 I've said
I've said, I be the omnipresent from the void
Fatter is the flow, so my is employed
I'm ragged, pants bagged, and umm
the ghetto be my so I shouts 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 positive that kill devils
The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the
Rip poetical upon the track
My escape onto a tape, you'll 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!!!!

Plant]
I'm hip to ill units, I displays major soul
The ? out, so soul stays
to the static it plays, levels from the bass
They chase but they'll never my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds Plant like the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm than many, came to kick away any job
Umm, cat, conniver if abstract I'm liable
take portion I'll fly that head ?
Dig the jazz that's closets from the Paz be-low
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
your styles are infantile not poetically correct
to I'm laughin at ya, lyrical stature, cause my status
be that is the coolest kid to do a bid on
with the grammar that be blamma, in eighty-three
I was the Fruit Jammer, but now I gets down
and wreck shit the Foreign Objects..
Yeah that's right, the Objects

?uestion]
Ahhh yeah, now two check, two
Now check it out, now it out
Get loose, get loose, Myself ? ? ? get
And rock 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 back, your tape's ill
Show me just exactly 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 stuff on
We got funky,
Stuff you had swinging, a monkey, I'm
always hanging 'round, off of Vine
as in West Philly, 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, word is bond, to God
I'm like the bean like a bean
I guess the stage is like a pod, with
no I kiss a licorice
and any miss I wish to or else I diss like this
So I step to the left, the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Object catch wreck, uhh

[BROther
Get loose, get loose, Shorty get
And just 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 gets
Sound's got a lot I got my own I'm passes
Asses are grabbed, when I swing The Roots
Suits, I got none, but throwin off accoutrements
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 lovin men
Send me your love, ever 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
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 I'm hype, your type
Yo I came off!

[BROther
Get loose, get loose, Manifest get
And rock 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 black is about to kick the groovy
out the head, provided for the hardrocks
Here to the ghetto beats for the blocks
You can dig the styles the styles are for the digging
A fat of soul, that's how the Sector roll
Never making material, why should I?
The is so equipped to rip, so why would I
give you less than that, you in fact, is where it's at
cause lyrics I've provided is to swing the bat
and shake up the levels New York to Montego
It's all the lyrics, it's not about the ego
Quick to a jam and slam 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 of fat loops and funky lingo
Level's being felt, all over in the fifty
Breaking more beats than my moms the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we freak funk
when we come to planet Earth, a trunk 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 want your

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

Akil]
Umm, from the side of Philly yet of The Roots
there me, who?
The janky little brother of Mr.
A jazz kickin kid who flows, like the Jordan
Not fond of Honda scooters, but I'll an Accord and
zoom right through borough, because I'm crazy thorough
No offspring running but no my penile is not sterile
Collects the crazy from, selling crazy tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em just grapes
The level that I'm zoning, the one that's on the
Eatin buds or mad grass that gets you than a bird
Kinks, be in the head, cause I the curls to Jheri
Got mad souls out the ass with shit, fat like William
A poor kid with rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
from the underground, found new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams that will uplift the people's
Cause the Objects that are Foreign, the kids baggy clothes
are the cats that I'm coolin with, we be together
Two and two equals four but Foreign be forever
So, just let me flow as I reach up to the next
And then give me my respect
Uhh, cause I'm a Foreign

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

[A.J.
First off, I'm burstin off 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 a wish that used to be a duck
but now you're stuck
Trying to hang but you can't swim I think 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
I got this O.M.B. rhyme you can't defuse
Yeahhh, to rock all of you rockers
When I carry the ball, I be-hind my blockers
I move swift, I needs no
I don't to riff because I shift the gift
and now my is Joseph Simmons, but I'm not Run
With the mic in my hand, I've 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 miss yo I display?
From styles I paint the funky 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 most and I so you can bet this
is like the best of the of the flock
And now walkin down the hallways of the Always Jock
A.J. here for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm away
It's like y'all, and ya don't stop
The Bid on the root with 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 a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen'
I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic
Sucker know you're listenin so get off of it
A score and two years ago the ?uestion's mission
South of Street, on ?
and anybody wanna diss the sure 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 B.G., and my band is Josh U
And the stank whole rhythmic funk, my nuc'
You can comprehend the verbal letters I send
Ahh, ooooh, ahhhh, like II Men
I don't have a shoes are walkin like Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," em squeal like ?
Man, yo, I on every gram
Move out the way, I gets on, rockin round the
In school I used to doodle, nowadays I use my
And I'll be 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, yik-yik yak-yak,
Thoughts that I stutter and that I left back behind
Lines of swine I'm qualified for groovy achoo
I the boogie like the flu and God Bless the Black
Cardiac 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 like a Sau-di,
Flocks I rocks like
It's the sex upon the grits that call me baby and
run a finger, through the knaps of the rap, 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 hippies the pimps and hoods
in the slum, I umm, come, should I umm, come
Yes I does, and gets down said I wasn't that I was
but they gel, that's why they blow up cause they give spect
to the erector of the Foreign Object, I collect, to
Plus develop and envelop in The Roots of
Yo the end of the line, I got mine, and I'm out

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