What They Do Lyrics by Roots, The

What They Do Lyrics

    Chorus: (saadiq)

    Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...
    Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...

    Verse one:

    Yo, lost generation, fast pace nation
    World population confront their frustration
    The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken
    It's all contractual, and about money making
    Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know their limitations
    Exact replication and false representation
    You wanna be a man, then stand your own
    To mc requires skills, i demand some shown
    I let the frauds keep frontin
    And roam like a celluar phone far from home
    Giving crowds what they wanted
    Offical hip-hop consumption, the 5th dumpin
    Keepin ya party jumpin wit an original somethin
    Yo, i dedicate this to the one dimension-al
    No imagination, excuse for perpetration
    My man came over and said
    "yo we thought we heard you"
    Joke's for you
    We heard your bitin ass crew but uh

    Chorus: raphael saadiq

    Never do, what they do when they do what they do
    (repeat 2x)

    Verse two: black thought

    Thin is the line of between love and hatred
    The game is ill-natured, it's nothing sacred
    Hey yo, it's funny when i see some rap niggaz do the making
    Of you would blow up or go as far as they can take it
    My nine to five is just to hit ya get the party live
    I'm black thought, used to rap for sport
    Now the rhymes need life support
    I take it very seriously within this industry
    It's various crews that try to touch me
    But i come wit the beautiful thing
    And i bless the track plushly
    Around the world the crowds love me from doing tours
    Recepient of applause from you and yours
    Creator of original sounds to send to stores you take home
    To absorb and sweat it out your pores
    Now who can stop the music runnin through these veins
    Infinitely go against the grain
    That's why my motto's to

    Chorus

    Verse three:

    Livin the life of limos and lights
    Airplanes and trains
    Short days and long nights
    Keyboards and mics
    Bass chords and drum kicks
    And my mental thick to hit my head like brick
    As i embark on a mission welcoming to the dark
    When i first spark the arts, when's the listening start
    Open your head wide and let the thought inside
    My style fortified by all of philladel-phy
    I've dealt more stealth than all the wicked weal-thy
    Mentality undetectable by the naked eye
    Then i get paid when the record is played
    To put it short i want it made like ed, nuff said
    Then after that, i'm puttin on the ___
    Let the ladies blend with the darkskin devil bred and discover
    My level is that of no other
    And roots crew bring offical and true
    While i'm continuin to...

    Chorus: repeat 4x

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