Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Proceed II, artist - The Roots. Date of issue: 16.01.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Proceed II |
| Check it, check it, black thought, is in the house |
| And uhh, malik b, is in the house |
| We’re groovin out, yes in the house |
| Just get on the mic with your master plan |
| Verse one: malik b I can make you dance, i can make you shout |
| The scripts in the scroll turned the whole party out |
| Inject my lyrics in a sec with dialect |
| Why accept, because it’s from the highest eye and depth |
| Rap extrordinaire share me never ever |
| See through because i be true, malik’s together |
| Intox your cells till your brain vein swells |
| Niggaz’ll claim terror when their never parellel |
| Once i have a hunch that there’s mc’s that front |
| I just crunched a whole bunch, in one big munch |
| I always stand firm, under any term |
| My actions never squirm cuz my tracks is perm |
| I have a tendency to defend this mc My residency is simply in sensei |
| I makes it vivid, on different continents of earth i pivot |
| It seems extreme and exquisite but ask it is it |
| My style is like a cat from a seventies flick |
| Talkin jive as he strut with his afro pick |
| Or a predator, just before he stalks his pray |
| When i talk this way, i do dismay |
| See you’re puzzled, now how i think you’re trying to juggle |
| My mind is like a nine m double, now there’s trouble |
| The roots bring you styles and all types of creed |
| I sign off but i shall proceed |
| I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the mic (4x) |
| Verse two: black thought |
| Yo, we could get fly, we could get fly |
| We could get fly that’s the anthem of my Crew not to glorify but it’s sorta high |
| Troubles of the world bring tears to my eye wonder why |
| My man, can’t vaccinate, y’all know the fate |
| Similar to the way i’m a disease on tape |
| To escape metropolis is such a violent state |
| I spill words over pages, styles over phrases |
| From the world’s different stages for crowds of different ages |
| Though not a nova, you witness like jehovah |
| Now niggaz beg for lyrical plague to pass them over |
| Righ right niggaz is like stick up kids |
| Doin bids you got caught, enter the black thought |
| I interface with bass when i communicate |
| Crowds i elevate, to another mindstate of Rap thinking, see musically the black thinking rhythm |
| Therefore, i give em what i’m giving, therefore |
| I give em what i’m giving that’s the hardcore |
| The roots’ll keep it real for sure, and i shall proceed |
| Rockin on the microphone i do this well (repeats) |
| The roots, the roots! |