![Don't Say Nuthin' - The Roots](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/32847511795283925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Don't Say Nuthin' |
Yeah! |
That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious |
Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge |
Until your body sound clash |
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude |
Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant — foul rowdy |
Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping |
Keep em playing they position |
Keep making the people listen what I spin |
Put em out on a limb |
Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen |
Y’all fake niggas not setting a trend |
We never listen to them |
It’s like trying to take a piss in the wind |
My home team doing visitors in, yo don’t test em |
They all standing close to the edge, so don’t stress em |
Now who the type built to last? |
It’s no question, the Master! |
Villain in Black wit no stets in my sound |
Hitting you hard from — every direction |
Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg! |
Yeah… |
Give it here, and don’t say nuthin |
Just give it here, and don’t say nuthin |
…Cut the check |
Give it here, and don’t say nuthin |
Nigga, give it here, and don’t say nuthin |
Yeah, Illadel! |
Home of the original gun clappers |
Out on the wrong corner your shit’ll get spun backwards |
You got the fool wanting the rules, enter at risk |
Or your own nana’ll keep a gat under the matress |
Shorties running reckless from Philly to Texas |
Suprising what niggas willing to do to get a neckless |
Some emotions felt better left unexpressed at times |
Niggas' crime record longer than a guest list |
Yes, I done seen things you wouldn’t believe |
Seen people reach levels thought they’d never achieve |
Silhouettes waiting in the wings ready to D |
Thirst decise or need at least a buck to breathe |
C’mon! |
Stick up kids, they be out to tax |
Most times they be sticking you without the gats |
I’ll still be on the grind when it all collapse |
And if it’s my worst bar then I’m a take it right back nigga |
Yeah, it ain’t nothin like I rush I get, in front of the band |
On stage wit the planet in the palm of my hand |
When a brother transform, from aynonomous man |
To the force, crush whoever might of thought I was playin |
I’ma flame some, sentence the shit, the cold twist to slang |
Thicker than big boy baby, mom, sister pain |
Beyond measure, relaxed under pressure |
You see the master piece, but to me it’s unperfected |
Give it here Geffen Records, I’m off the handle |
Cut the check, and yo it better be as heavy as anvil |
Next joint comin, all bets is cancelled |
Nigga black ink, red was a G finacial |
We finna have the whole industry at a stand still |
See me put the system on lock like can pill |
So get wit them endorsements, and call reinforcements |
Cause my click come a full sizeable portions |
Name | Year |
---|---|
You Got Me ft. Erykah Badu, Eve, Tariq Trotter | 1999 |
The Fire ft. John Legend | 2009 |
The Seed (2.0) ft. Cody Chestnutt | 2011 |
Burnin' And Lootin' ft. The Roots, Black Thought | 1998 |
How I Got Over | 2009 |
Here I Come ft. Dice Raw, Malik B. | 2005 |
Section | 2011 |
Rising Down ft. Mos Def, Styles P | 2007 |
The OtherSide ft. Bilal Oliver, Greg Porn | 2010 |
Tip The Scale ft. Dice Raw | 2010 |
In The Music ft. Malik B. | 2005 |
What They Do | 2011 |
Guns Are Drawn ft. Son Little, Omar Edwards | 2004 |
Duck Down! | 2004 |
I Remember | 2010 |
The Next Movement ft. DJ Jazzy Jeff, Jazzyfatnastees | 1999 |
Right On ft. Joanna Newsom, STS | 2009 |
Dynamite! | 1999 |
Double Trouble ft. Mos Def | 1999 |
BOOM! | 2004 |