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

[?uestion/Ahmir Mr. Trotter, a.k.a.
[BT/Tariq
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
Lord Akil, social

Thompson] 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

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

[?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.
[B?/Ahmir
?uestion, from Square 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 heartbeat you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

Blunt]
Yes, I will address and about my microphone
me-ssiah, am the best Yes-I am
most quick to go because I'm equipped to flow a
I will just slay and disobey, I will display banana
that slaughter the words and the herds of the verbs
I gots the to splurge, like a Bosnian Serb
A-drift I means a-draft I means I riff I means I
ca-tas-trophe, don't want no brass tro-phy
So okey-dokey folks, provoke me ? so hold your ?
was willin, cause I'm with the quotes
Like Shakespeare, Mark Twain, or Allan 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 the bitch off, and slay
You might I'm a rookie or an amateur, but put me
on a or a channel I'll dismantle like the vandal-er
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 rock heartbeat you got juice
And have fun (HAVE FUN) fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[? ? ?]
Picture as I get rugged with the scrpiture
scenes, spreadin thoughts like a drifter
I exit through my state of greater elevation,
through the force of the imagination, you dig
what I'm saying? But I see your playing tricks
You thought you got the but you couldn't get a fix
upon my -- I keep it complicated
Explosion of the spirit cause I up my soul and created
So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting what I 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 what I've said
I've said, I be the omnipresent factor the void
is the flow, so my styling is employed
I'm ragged, pants bagged, and umm
the be my home so I shouts to the slum
Come, the misfit's got a tale, you on a mad trip
The thoughts
I'm too deep, you sinks down, I creeps round, the
of the levels, the raps that kill devils
The abstracts, right and exact, on the back
Rip poetical flows upon the
My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it
and listen, I brought to mind what's missing

?uestion]
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 stays rhythmatic
to the static when it plays, levels the bass
They chase but they'll catch my patt-er-ns
Soul surrounds this Plant the rings upon Sa-tur-n
Yo, I'm fatter many, came to kick away any job
Umm, cat, if it's abstract I'm liable
take portion cause I'll fly that ?
Dig the jazz closets from the Paz be-low bugged
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 it's violation, power, will shower ya
defenses now falling, and crawling
Cause your styles are not poetically correct
to test I'm at ya, lyrical stature, cause my status
be that is the kid to do a bid on fakers
the grammar that be blamma, back in eighty-three
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 it out, now check it out
Get loose, get loose, Myself ? ? ? get
And just rock heartbeat 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 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 Philly, 56th Street
The be getting jay'd on the corner
Swing my hat to the back, Kangol, no maybe 5
Not no bootleg treat, you get from 52nd Street, up
to life, word is bond, word to God
I'm the bean he's like a bean
I guess the stage is like a pod, with
no metamorphosistically I kiss a
and any miss I wish to kiss or else I like this
So I to the left, drop the mic, catch my breath
then, watch the Object catch wreck, uhh

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

No Mas]
Can I it?
I it for the others 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 passes
Asses are grabbed, I swing with The Roots
Suits, I got none, but throwin off that
ever since I winced at the thought of a
Yes you might be wantin to consider me a
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 louder if you're sure that you hear me
Fear me not, I'm just another 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 when I'm hype, your
Yo I came off!

?uestion]
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 for the year of ninety-three
The black brainchild is about to the groovy
speak out the head, provided for the
Here to resurrect the ghetto for the blocks
You can dig the styles cause the styles are for the
A fat sack of soul, how the Sector roll
Never making material, why should I?
The mind is so 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 up the levels from New York to Montego
It's all about the lyrics, it's not the ego
Quick to make a jam and slam like the pro that I am
It's profound, the kids from the underground
Every lyric is prepared, in the hunt for the metro
with scoops of fat loops and lingo
being felt, all over in the fifty states
Breaking more beats my moms breaks the china plates
Transmitting, hitting areas we with funk
when we to planet Earth, with a trunk of fat, soul
Alert doing work on the
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 heartbeat showin you got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[Lord
Umm, from the Southern side of yet of The Roots
comes 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 borough, because I'm crazy thorough
No running 'round but no my penile is not sterile
Collects the crazy papes from, selling tapes, umm
Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em like grapes
The that I'm zoning, the one that's on the third
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 William Perry
A poor black kid rhythm, a eye for jazzy beats
Straight the underground, found new life on the South Streets
We ? off the jams that uplift the people's souls
the Objects that are Foreign, the kids with baggy clothes
are the cats that I'm with, when we be together
Two and two equals four but Foreign Objects be
So, just let me flow as I reach up to the plateau
And then you'll give me my
Uhh, I'm a Foreign Object

[BROther
Now get loose, get loose, A.J. get loose
And just heart-beat 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 by the gift, I start to jab
The that I grab send schools to the slab
As I scores, the funky orator's gone
on some ish lookin
for the next fish with a wish that to be a duck
but now you're stuck
Trying to hang but you can't I think you're fucked
You traded in blues for boom, tap shoes
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, here to all of you rockers
When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my
I move swift, I no lift
I don't have to because I shift the gift
and now my name is Simmons, but I'm not Run
With the mic in my hand, I've only just
to hold mine, I'ma goldmine a ton
The way I shine, I be the sun, huh!
How many times must I to say
this I never miss yo when I
From styles I paint the funky picture I and
before I hit the I made it my forte
cause I got this, you can come and get this, my
method is the most and I so you can bet this
is the best of the rest of the flock
And now you're walkin down the hallways of the Always
A.J. here for the day
Bustin rhymes in your face while I'm fadin
It's like that y'all, and ya stop
The funky Bid on the with the hip-hop

[Black
Now.. get loose, get loose, get loose
And, heart-beat showin YOU got juice
And fun (HAVE FUN) have fun (HAVE FUN)
Have, HAVE, FUN!!!!

[BROther
It's me the ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow
To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo'
I'm flexin with my mental chocolate
Sucker know you're listenin so get off of it
A score and two ago began the ?uestion's mission
of 52nd Street, on ?
and anybody wanna the sure shot body rock
flowin dude, we can take it to the stage
Sucker, Foreign Objects 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 have a Benz-y shoes are walkin like Jimmy
Make em say, "Yo ?uestion's demi," make em squeal ?
Man, yo, I jams on every
out the way, I gets on, rockin round the clock
In school I used to doodle, nowadays I use my
And I'll be rockin planets, and soon I'm fatter
I'm a levelheaded son who knows I came from
Umm, lights, camera...

[? ? ?]
Get loose, get loose, Black Thought get
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 I'm qualified for groovy stew achoo
I the boogie like the flu and God Bless the Black
cerebral abstract cathedral
The mental is the temple and the central you tryin to flam!
Man I catch a lift like Bob Mar-ley, and
On clouds I drop, bombs like a Sau-di, Arabian
Flocks I like Fabian
It's the nipple sex upon the grits that call me and
run a finger, through the knaps of the rap, singer
pull a scat, from the stack, I keep in the shack
of my soul, the bowl I got the flat out good
That's why I'm dug by the hippies the pimps and hoods
in the slum, could I umm, come, I umm, come
Yes I does, and gets down said I know that I was
but gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't give spect
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
the Brother ?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...