Understand (Feat. Dice Raw & Greg Porn) The Roots

Never understand People ask for God 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head says he'll never understand People ask for god 'till the day

I Will Not Apologize (Feat. Porn, Dice Raw) The Roots

"[Chorus] (I will not apologize) I will not apologize (I will not apologize) I will not apologize This is for all of my peoples who understand and truly recognize Some won't get it for that I won't

Kool On (Feat. Greg Porn) The Roots

Ooh Come get your kool on Stars are made to shine [x4] Stars are made to shine [Verse 1: Greg Porn] I'm in the double G, three-piece tux Screaming dressed to kill Hope somebody call my bluff It's

Walk Alone (Feat. Truck North, Porn, Dice Raw) The Roots

Truck North] Trapped, no shield, no sword The unbeaten path got my soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God he want more Eyes closed, eyes open

Singing Man (Feat. Porn, Truck North, Dice Raw) The Roots

"[Chorus: Dice Raw] Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing another song,

Kool On (Feat. Greg Porn & Truck North) The Roots

come in bars like a klondike The minute before the storm hit is what I’m calm like Suited and booted for a shooting like it’s prom night It’s suicide right pursuers tried like To no avail and a hero’s

Black Rock (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

of a porterhouse Ay yo for real I feel like Cattle in a slaughterhouse But fuck that grow another here's a quarter ounce It ain't no hydro, but it gets you high though Them niggas look like cops what the

Don't See Us (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

' things to the fullest extent Help me get it down and we can split one hundred percent Run a rapper through a maze like an experiment (Yeah) Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo You don't see

The Show (Feat. Common, Dice Raw) The Roots

Intro: Ladies and gentlemen The greatest stage show you've ever witnessed Appearing live, from out the 2-1-5, The Roots crew Verse 1: Big respect to the Get fresh, yes Have you ever seen a show and fellas

Tip The Scale (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

I’m a cannibal I won’t accept failure unless it’s mechanical But still the alcohol mixed with the botanical I guess I be referred to the owners manual full of loaners Full of all the homeless throwaways

Adrenaline! (Feat. Dice Raw, Beanie Sigel) The Roots

I hit 'em with a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door, son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw, son You don't want no more, son?

Diedre vs. Dice The Roots

[Dice Raw] Yo, look at all the scavengers All wannabe contenders Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit on the bottom of Timber-lands I know you clam heads wanna surrender

I Can't Help It (Feat. Malik B., Porn, Mercedes Martinez, Dice Raw) The Roots

with it Harsh thrive, that's why it's part I with it I did it, make rhymes in five minutes Mind of a Dennis, crimes of a menace Press rewind, see what you find in my image Take you niggas back to the

Make My (Feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Dice Raw) The Roots

I did it all for the money Lord it`s what it seems Well in the world of night terrors it`s hard to dream Holl`n Cash Rules Everything let`s call it CREAM `cause when it rises to the top you get the finer

Now Or Never (Feat. Phonte, Dice Raw) The Roots

[Hook - Dice Raw] Everything's changing around me And I want to change too It's one thing I know It ain't cool being no fool I feel different today I don't know what else to say But I'mma get my

Get Busy (Feat. Dice Raw, Peedi Peedi) The Roots

lights off you see a lot of life loss for the white horse regardless the charges makin us all targets all on the red carpet guns from the black market ay who got the polititians in they back pocket pimp

Ain't Sayin' Nothin' New (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

tears and sweat when you fuckin with The Roots that's as good as it get Ultramagnet We pull you in a Drag net then brainwash your click and extort your assets then roadie all your homies on some old school

The Lesson, Pt. 1 The Roots

Dice Raw, get up on the mic, my young poor I be the nigga blowin up the spot on tour Surely real to the core, old school like eighty-four I never die, and raps till my lungs collapse Then relax until

The Lesson-Part III (It`s Over Now) The Roots

dolo I bag solo, like a nigga that boost Polo Steppin through the corridor, of metaphors Lookin over my left Shoulder the mic, still feel colder than before With this jazz shit I hit your jaw Dice

Clones The Roots

To the clones, we bless the domes Blow the vial, you know my style, large co-op Freestyle all the way son Dice Verse One: M.A.R.S.

Don`t See Us The Roots

Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo [Chorus - 2x] You Don't See Us, but we see you You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's Cuz you will get crept, wit no discrept You know the rep

Don't See Us (Live At Palais X-Tra Zurich, Switzerland / 1999) The Roots

the legendary Roots crew, yo [Chorus - 2x] You Don't See Us, but we see you You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's Cuz you will get crept, wit no discrept You know the rep, we keep the flows in check

The Lesson (Pt. 3) (It's Over Now) (Live At The Old Hit Factory, 1999) (Feat. Jaguar) The Roots

[Black Thought] Well it's the raw regees, thoroughbred from Philly My name Black Thought, my girl's the Black LILIES Some people try to front like "I ain't feelin it really" But that's silly, cuz how the

Porn Leah Andreone

Joseph Graham gave me all I want in a language I can't understand Just a smile in a parking lot I turned the page and his sister was there Sister girl, will you rescue me Be my friend in my fantasy I'm

Rolling With Heat (Explicit) The Roots

[Hook: Dice Raw & Talib Kweli] Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always beef [Verse 1: Talib Kweli

Adrenaline! The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

Adrenaline! (Live At The Bowery Ballroom, New York / 1999) The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

Touch And Go Greg Lake

Man in the street nowhere to sleep No time for nothing no patek phillipe Pedal to the metal blow by blow You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go They're leaving you nothing and nowhere to go Just

Greg Eminem

Met a retarded kid name Greg, with a wooden leg Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a 40 Mix it with Alka Seltzer and formula 44-D Forget an acid

Roots Bob Marley

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa, look at that

Roots Bob Marley

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa,

Roots Bob Marley & The Wailers

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa, look at that I got to survive

Somebody's Gotta Do It (Feat. Jean Grae) The Roots

shit hits the fan I hope y'all out there understand Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it [Riq Gees] Yeah y'all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist Raw, that's what every soldier in

Rhymes And Ammo/Thirsty! (Explicit) The Roots

(blaow) [Verse 1: Black Thought] A'yo everybody on they jawns Cartoons is hardcore porn It ain't no afterschool paper routes and mowin lawns Kids got backpacks full of yayo and heron Coming to school shootin

Adrenaline (Album Version) The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

I Worship Raw Beats Weatherbox

I cannot think of anything to think about, I search the folds of my brain, I stretch myself towards my destination, We ate roots and sat, I traced pitter-patterns in the grass, See where the wind blows

Awnaw (feat. Marcos of P.O.D.) [Rock Remix] Nappy Roots

Yeah, haha Nappy Roots Awwnaw! [Hook] Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw!

Roots UVERworld

Roots Lyrics: TAKUYA∞ Music: TAKUYA∞ & Akira Arrangement: UVERworld & Satoru Hiraide People can never forget that they were saved by love Spiral galaxy, answer me People arent meant to live in the

Rari (feat. Collie Wave) Greg Park

흐르니 가기 전에 남겨난 죽을때까지 pull up in ma rari i never cocky 내 심장아 빨리 더 뛰고 더 달려줘 멀리 pull up in ma rari 이건 완벽한 나의 시나리오 다 깨부수고 던져 level up feel like i'm Mario 지키는 말 뱉고 난 바꿔 like rocky huh sippin it all the

Rolling With Heat The Roots

[Chorus: Kweli & Dice Raw] Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always beef X2 [Kweli] I tattoo the

I Go Party (Feat. 바다) Greg (그렉)

Under the flame of a fire, 문을 열고 들어가 Such a glamorous world, 모두가 춤추네 처음엔 낯설었지만, 곧 익숙해졌지 함께 웃고 떠들며, 우리는 친구야 리듬에 몸을 맡겨, 마음껏 소리쳐봐 별빛이 내린다, Shining bright like stars 신나는 비트에 맞춰, 멈추지 않을 거야 지금부터 시작하는 거야 We’re

God’s Dice Pearl Jam

God’s Dice It's out of my hands making all hands meet Stop crumbling and stumbling out of reach It's in the cards Your destiny, your sanity in tow Designate my luck Resignate...

Waiting (feat. Greg Thomas) LAPHA

The city is sleeping But I'm still drinking The melody's a travel But I'm waiting... But I'm waiting... But I'm waiting... But I'm waiting...

city of light (feat. The January) Greg Park

of light sippin all drink it all night city of light stoppin it set me yo tight i will be nice 숨통 조여와 tight life is an ice, we we gonna be drive we we we gonna be drive baby, i wanna get vibe through the

Somebody`s Gotta Do It The Roots

shit hits the fan I hope y'all out there understand Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it [Riq Gees] Yeah y'all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist Raw, that's what every soldier

Somebody's Gotta Do It The Roots

shit hits the fan I hope ya'll out there understand Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it Yeah ya'll, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist Raw, that's what every soldier in my collective

Stars (Feat. The Kid BEN, The January) Greg Park

chasing stars yeah 새끼들 다 꺾고 올라 on the top eh 꺼놔 phone 이 노래 울려 on the ground yeah underground i make it pop i make me stars yeah chasing stars make it pop make me stars lately on the show 나는 뭘 baby

Gods' Dice Pearl Jam

God's Dice Time: 2:26 Ament It's out of my hands making your hands meet. Stumble rises crumbling out of reach. It's in the cards of destiny your sanity in tow. Designate my luck. Uh resignate.

Raw Tamar Kaprelian

This conversation is over This conversation is thru Hey you not so fast, turn around I'm not done talking to you I shoulda pressed pause when I had the chance I'm past the point, don't understand

Pussy Galore (Explicit) The Roots

TV on, it's in the open on the regular, yo What the freaks in the video for?