Here we go

Heh heh here we go

Heh, heh heh, heh heh, heh here we go

Heh heh, heh heh, heh heh, here we go

Heh heh, heheheheh, here we go

Heh heh, heh heh, heh heh, here we go

Heh heh, heh heh, heh heh, heh, heh heh

heh heh, heh, heh heh, heh, heh heh *fades*



[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

*gunshot* 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

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



[Chorus:]



I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the mic [x4]



[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 still 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

Within a world of hate many mics I [gunshot]

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 *gunshot* beg for lyrical plague to pass them over

Right right n-z 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 a higher 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



[Chorus:]



I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the mic [x7]

I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the to rock the to rock the...



Representin, the planet, West Oakland

The A-to-the-J, dip to the dollar, the sign, the shine

Watch the Heat, Productions

Red Hot, and Cool, youknowhatI'msayin?