Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swept Away, artist - The Roots. Date of issue: 16.01.1995
Song language: English
Swept Away |
| The rhythm just sways, and like a sorceress I slays |
| foes, and ri-vals, who wanna come |
| this way, they, better pay attention |
| or a penchant not to mention suspension |
| from the microphone, plus the tension |
| Trey-eight oh’s will vacate those |
| if there’s drama with my henchmen |
| So lamp to my man Mussolini |
| Go get your whole staff, call the calf |
| cause half-and-half's couldn’t cream me The lyrics make your head knock |
| Malik B and BlackThought, the dreadlock |
| Mannn, transss-gressin |
| you’ll catch lead I, crushin |
| poundin on the drums like King Kong |
| We can ring your bellll, ding-dong! |
| I styles with my vocab-ulary |
| The Roots the one to call your ultra adversary |
| Now you’re all desert cause I’ma serv ya like a tray |
| to meet your doom Malik’s the boom so you get swept away |
| MC’s who slept for days, must be swept away (4X) |
| Yo, hello everybody do I need introduct' |
| I be the mic mercenary very un. |
| clear |
| to your ear the exquisite pattern that you hear |
| It’s known to be Black Butta Baby |
| Crazy cardiac my attack on any fat rhythm |
| that I capture kid I snatch the mic from tykes |
| while I proceed. |
| and continue. |
| to tend to business, cause this is, how I do |
| I’m insane, and go against the grain like freight |
| Never on no nigga dick, cause I’m just too hip |
| Plus I rest where niggaz pack and never act |
| other than ill, shit is real in Phy-double |
| So if you want trouble let’s stomp |
| My mission is to flip on comp |
| You might aspire to be flyer than I, you must pay |
| your dues while I bruise niggaz new for the day |
| shall be swept away |
| MC’s who slept for days, must be swept away (3X) |
| MC’s who slept for days, must be… I’m on a mission |
| …: There’s somethin goin on :… (refrain repeats) |