by Elvis Costello & The Roots on album Wise Up Ghost

Lightning Up! And shake the ground Is that a horn that's blowing? Or a bell that's tolling? Walls are falling Ships pulled out from their mooring Is that a river or just a road the storm has s

by Roots Manuva on album Slime & Reason

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape You can walk don't the block and get slumped or knocked It don't stop y'all and it just don't

by The Roots on album Undun

[Instrumental]

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

The hypnotic, the hypnotic, the hypnotic, check it out The hypnotic, the hypnotic, the hypnotic, check it out The hypnotic, the hypnotic, the hypnotic, the hypnotic, check it out The hypnotic, the hyp

by The Roots on album Do You Want More?!!!??!

Hello? Yo, who dis? Yo, this [unverified] Yo, whattup man? Yo, whassup dude? This is the Black Ill Oh, whassup G? Y'know, yo What? We down in the studio yo Word? Yo, we got a jawn Yo

by The Roots F/ Ursula Rucker on album Miscellaneous

The Roots F/ Ursula Rucker Miscellaneous Return To Innocence Lost (Ursula Rucker) Muffled sound of fist on flesh Blows to chest No breath Air gasps You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch! With

by The Roots F/ Mos Def on album Miscellaneous

The Roots F/ Mos Def Miscellaneous Double Trouble * about 35 seconds of ad libs * [Black Thought] We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down All the way from the

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

Welcome to The Roots, The Roots Check it, check it, Black Thought is in the house And uhh, Malik B is in the house We're groovin' out, yes in the house Just get on the mic with your master plan I ca

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

Yeah, to all the Jim Carey ass large co-op Know what I'm sayin'? Large co-op, what the fuck? To the clones, we bless the domes Blow the vial, you know my style, large co-op Freestyle all the way son D

by Nappy Roots on album Watermelon Chicken & Gritz

Yo, feelin' easy like it's Sunday mornin', steak an' eggs Hey, livin' off some big rims, lookin' like some blades Play her like a pimp typa nigga, ain't me With the tint 35 percent so ya can't see Fi

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

Muffled sound of fist on flesh Blows to chest, no breath, air gasps You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch With each hit, each kick, each broken rib Crack, crack, bones are crying Mommy's crying and

by The Roots on album Non-Album Releases

Comin' to break you off Comin' to break you off Comin' to break you off Comin' to break you off Comin' to break you off Comin' to break you off Bad misses throwin' raspberry kisses on me You lookin'

by The Roots on album Rising Down

(*Prod. by The Roots, Richard Nichols, Shane Clark) [** Bonus Track:] [** feat. Patrick Stump (Fall Out Boy):] [Chorus: ~Patrick Stump~] What is it we wanna doooo..* now that I'm allowed to be

by Nappy Roots on album The Humdinger

[Verse: ~Skinny Deville~] If them niggas wanna play* Let them ball till fall dog Me, I want it all, y'all From here to Californi-a Hit the button, get the On-star Pull up if your front yard And f

by Nappy Roots on album The Pursuit Of Nappyness

[Verse 1: ~Skinny DeVille~] Yeah....ha....uh....* They say success is the best revenge, tell a friend Keep 'em close like a enemy, invest to win Safeless, the necessary, leave the rest to them Lo

by The Roots on album Do You Want More?!!!??!

Just think, what if you could just, just blink yourself away? Just think, what if you could just, just blink yourself away? Jeff X can rock the mic with tooth decay I be the 5 foot 7, residing at t

by Nappy Roots on album Watermelon Chicken & Gritz

Use your head Silly Where yo' head at? Shawty, where yo' head at? Show me where yo' head at Shawty, where yo' head at? That's all I know Y'all ain't never heard of B.Stille, the look that seals Scre

by Nappy Roots on album Watermelon Chicken & Gritz

I'm just a big bang baller on a budget Dank weed, smokin' like 'fuck it' City slicker, country nigga, reppin' straight from Kentucky Horseshoes and rabbit paws flossin', chicken closs for the lucky 40

by The Roots on album Rising Down

Yesterday I saw a B-girl crying, yesterday I saw a B-girl crying I walked up and asked what's wrong She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long So I told her I got something y