Lyrics Episodes - The Roots

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You wan’t believe the site you see before eyes ---
Just push the panic button on your remote control
Then enter the zone where our patrolers will get round cold soul
Diddly Bo leave for feelin a saga foretold
Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old
Heads froze — they peepin outa closed windows
They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold
Well this another episode with titanic panoramic view is dismantle
depressin um — load with this gun hold
Wild like a sun sold for cash
Guns traded for sensi and hash crack for ass
Entire crews pass not making the news flash
Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast
Whatever have transform to the war path
Pure wrath from north down to 24th and Task
Games store the half the niggas you were prayin the streets
Tainted with camoflouge — guerilla sabotoge
My cousin’s da ratatard was livin tight large
Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lambar
So many so called hearts scared they burried in the yard
Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard
Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams
Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans
Stick up kids is jumpin outta played the Dodge Rams to jam
You and your man it’s mad drama and —
This is for all of my niggas that are RIP
You ain’t missin of life ain’t what this should be I pass a car soon you know who’s the enemy
Lots of shit has changed and it’s kinda fucked up to see
You remeber Top C nigga think slice of dream
Yo I’m fast for the buck do anything for the cream
Never seen a case like this although it’s quite contageous
He even got his little bother actin all outrageous
>From dusk to dawn and from dawn back to dusk
They do anything and everything tryin to come up It’s kinda sicknin how the cash is so fucking addicted
And when I say some bout they say that that’s conflicted
Ain’t nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in Cause the loot is for the takin and not for the givin
Then ya got this world well I say I’ma die hustlin
Fuck everybody except my brother who I’m trusted in I guess the couple just did not know the truth
Cause the following week I seen threw him of the roof
And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that
How nowadays kids get whap for somethin less than a pat
But I guess that’s how it goes when there ain’t no more rap
Thought he was his borthers keep but fuck all that
Niggas causin mayhem from the p.m.'s to a.m.'s
Americas worst nightname guns against hands
It was the year a 84 I was tryin ta get in the mix
The year the niggas roll with sheepskins kitcells and kicks
Even got the patten leather Adidas snatched of your feet
Man that talk is cheap the cripled can’t walk for weeks
The first sto was word to Penn and Teller’s
Strolled in the dollar house parties and search for Cinderella
Was just a little man real bold
Tryin to act grown and old so da respect can be shown
A Hip Hop a little copped in and break dancin'
When niggas wore wind breakers plot to take lamb skins
Remeber Zigglers?
Uptown the bottom to Natrona and
St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang
H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow
Niggas was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for tha dallo
You run ya little wolf chain in West Oak Lane
And niggas from Logan came to extort we know tha game
You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk
And never even seen your man shot a bodies in charge
Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct
Take everybody for their ring man that’s how we think
Back then you catch a sucker punch off guard
Niggas will pull you card tryin to walkaround all hard
Niggas quick to flip your pockets if you lip service
When you see fifty niggas deep with scully’s get nervous
It ain’t no tellin what they could do to you
So you clutch up thinkin you knowin you gettin stuck up In another episode in my area code
It’s another episode in my area code