What They Do歌詞

What They Do - The Roots
Written by：Jimmy Grey/Brown/Ahmir Thompson/Tariq Trotter/Raphael Saadiq/Leonard Hubbard
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Yo yo
Lost generation fast paced nation
World population confront they frustration
The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken
It's all contractual and about money making
Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know they limitation
Exact replication and false representation
You wanna be a man then stand your own
To MC requires skills I demand some shown
I let the frauds keep fronting
And roam like a celluar phone far from home
Giving crowds what they wanting
Offical hip-hop consumption the 5th thumping
Keeping ya party jumping with an original something
Yo I dedicate this to the one dimension-al
No imagination excuse for perpetration
My man came over and said yo we thought we heard you
Joke's on you you heard a bitin-a** crew but um
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Thin is the line that run between love and hatred
The game is ill-natured it's nothing sacred
Aiyyo it's funny when I see some rap niggaz due to make it
A few'll blow up or go as far as they can take it
My nine to five is just to hit ya get the party live
I'm Black Thought used to rap for sport
Now the rhymes saying rent paying life support
I take it very serious-ly within this in-dustry
It's various crews that try to touch me
But I come with the beautiful things and I bless the track plushly
Around the world crowds love me from doing tours
Recepient of applause from all of you and yours
Creator of original sounds to send to stores
You take home to absorb and sweat it out your pores
Now who can stop the music running through these veins
Infinitely go against the grain that's why my motto's to
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Living the life of limos and lights
Airplanes and trains short days and long nights
Keyboards and mics bass chords and drum kicks
And my mental thick to hit my head like brick
As I embark on a mission welcoming to the dark
When I first spark the arts when the listening start
Open your head wide and let the thought inside
My style fortified by all of Philadel-phi
I've dealt more stealth than all the wicked weal-thy
Mentality undetectable by the naked eye
Then I get paid when the record is played
To put it short I want it made like Ed nuff said
Then after that I'm putting on my cousin Hamed
We let the ladies blend with the darksking thoroughbred
And discover my level is that of no other
And Roots crew reign offical and true while I'm continuing to
Never do what they do what they do what they do
Never do what they do what they do what they do