(feat. Beatminerz)



All the way live, from two-one-five [x3]

kid, two-one-five, two-one-five

What?  Black Thought in the house

Representin the Roots, y'all know how we do

Proceed Beatminerz remix one time for your mind

It's on



[Verse One: Black Thought]



Yo, I never sweat it, it's all copacetic

In this lyrical profession rappers I discredit

It's fact that a fraction of the rap population

is pathetic not thorough

Here come the kid that's got it like Al Jarreau

I restin in the wild burough where it's

all realism never fiction

And ghettoes is forever friction

Clash for cash gettin status and crabs is froze

caught up in the mixing

The mic's my only apparatus

And with it I got rappers paranoid

Lyrical freakazoid, leapin out the terror void

Guard your era it's the Black Thought ain't nothing lesser

than the MC oppressor, poetry professor

I pound this MC on my dresser got my mind on trauma

So my persona's marijuana most melodic with the melodrama

The Ben Frank folder, the mic holder

Command it with a planet on my shoulder till the sound's over

Keep it underground my style subterranean

Ill Philadelph Pennsylvanian

Back on the tour to entertrain again, whoops

I meant to say to entertain I'm in a planetary mode

Watch as I explode through your area code with dialect

Y'all niggaz know the time when the Thought catch wreck

Y'all niggaz know the science on the Dice Raw and Malik B

Kid I'm nice y'all searchin for a beat

It's the master of literature that's pure

you're checkin for

Coming down I keep it real and hardcore

y'all know the score

Four four that's the major, Black Thought I got

the flavor you need

And I shall proceed



[Chorus:]



[Beatminerz cut and scratch the chorus of Proceed]



[Verse Two: 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



[Chorus]