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• Good Music - Roots
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Peace to all the hip cats, all the nappy sweets
This is the BROther ?uestion, broadcasting live
via satellite, from the Never Never Tunnels
Now dig.. the rituals for today, is good music
So sit back, relax.. and dig the groove
Yo bust it, I digs hip-hop, and rocks for hip-hop
Not R&B; because to me that's not my style and
the R-double-O-quotes ain't for radio, but major soul
the ones that's hip won't change the dial and
I remember one morning at the Soul Shack, coolin
in the outback, on the songwritin ship
Blizz a five, off a Bob Marley spliff
On the cloud I be relaxin from last night and shit
In studio today but hey BROther ?uestion
was on the Westside asleep without a clue when
I hollered down to Crumbs to pick up the phone
and tell him to get ready (?uestion, what ya doin?)
(Ain't no thing) Yeah,
Buttered chicken wings, so I met him in the West
where we had to 'lax and wait for Rubber Band and Bes'
Bassey broke down on the other side of town
Yo you know what it's about, The Roots is out
to the subway
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it
just to use it, to make you move it, yeah
From the subway to the studio
Gots to break fast if we wanna get, to the bus
Runnin like a Mex for the border
(Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a bunch of yas?)
Nah, just the four of us
Nuff nappy sweets on the transit, two fine
(three fine) fo' five mo' fine, UHH!
A girl says, "Hey ain't y'all The Square Roots?"
and I'm like, "Heh, worrrd,"
and then the shorty passed the sign
Now we got to make out exit (where?)
to the pavement (to what?) Crushin trail mix
(oh word man, yo look out) Say what? (look out!)
?uestion dropped a whole bag of drumsticks
(Ain't no thing) but a chicken wing, so
he bends down to pick up the sticks
and his pants fall down (dang!)
In my face, ?uestion didn't frown, turned around
and thought he felt a draft, so I laughed
(HAHAHAHAHAH!)
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it
just to use it, to make you move it, yeah
Here comes the Crumbs, from the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The Roots and I was added to the trio
Now I'm cahoots and got a reason for my ego
In the words of, Los Lobos, ad-ios, a-migo
At the Rat Cave, mic I'm hand, I'm flowin
Tellin ?uestion, to keep it, goin
What I'm doin, I'm not really knowin
but umm, to me see it sounds oh-and-kay'n (it sounds OK)
layin, to the sounds playin
Umm, hi to hoe and, yeah, hey to hay'n (uh-huh)
Trippin, I'm tryin, not to laugh, bust it
It's the last paragraph, and I'm done half
But ?uestion's jokin, and I'm like hopin
that nobody comes in and opens, the door...
(Ah man, what is up with you man?
I'm leavin, what why you scratchin your face like that man?
Look ugly, self-righteous, do-gooder)
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it

(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)
Everyone that I can see is gettin' right in tow
Changin' songs to be on the radio
Now there are things that I believe in
I'd never sell my soul
It always feels so good to hear good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
How can I get back to you when I'm so far from home
In any port or foreign shore-alone
So many ways to be betrayed believe me when I say
I think that I would die without good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
I know that I would die without good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
I know that I would die without good music
And even though you might think it's funny
I couldn't care if there ain't no money
I'm a little mixed up
But I'll be alright
If I can hear a loud guitar all night
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
It always feels so good to hear good music

[?uestlove]
Peace to all the hip cats, all the nappy sweets
This is the BROther ?uestion, broadcasting live
via satellite, from the Never Never Tunnels
Now dig.. the rituals for today, is good music
So sit back, relax.. and dig the groove
[Black Thought]
Yo bust it, I digs hip-hop, and rocks for hip-hop
Not R&B; because to me that's not my style and
the R-double-O-quotes ain't for radio, but major soul
the ones that's hip won't change the dial and
I remember one morning at the Soul Shack, coolin
in the outback, on the songwritin ship
Blizz a five, off a Bob Marley spliff
On the cloud I be relaxin from last night and shit
In studio today but hey BROther ?uestion
was on the Westside asleep without a clue when
I hollered down to Crumbs to pick up the phone
and tell him to get ready (?uestion, what ya doin?)
(Ain't no thing) Yeah,
Buttered chicken wings, so I met him in the West
where we had to 'lax and wait for Rubber Band and Bes'
Bassey broke down on the other side of town
Yo you know what it's about, The Roots is out
to the subway
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it
just to use it, to make you move it, yeah
* repeat 2X except 'yeah' *
[Black Thought]
From the subway to the studio
Gots to break fast if we wanna get, to the bus
Runnin like a Mex for the border
(Umm, yo, oh umm, was it a bunch of yas?)
Nah, just the four of us
Nuff nappy sweets on the transit, two fine
(three fine) fo' five mo' fine, UHH!
A girl says, ";Hey ain't y'all The Square Roots?";
and I'm like, ";Heh, worrrd,";
and then the shorty passed the sign
Now we got to make out exit (where?)
to the pavement (to what?) Crushin trail mix
(oh word man, yo look out) Say what? (look out!)
?uestion dropped a whole bag of drumsticks
(Ain't no thing) but a chicken wing, so
he bends down to pick up the sticks
and his pants fall down (dang!)
In my face, ?uestion didn't frown, turned around
and thought he felt a draft, so I laughed
(HAHAHAHAHAH!)
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it
just to use it, to make you move it, yeah
* repeat 2X except 'yeah' *
[Kid Crumbs]
Here comes the Crumbs, from the chums of the P.O.
Sprouted from The Roots and I was added to the trio
Now I'm cahoots and got a reason for my ego
In the words of, Los Lobos, ad-ios, a-migo
[Black Thought]
At the Rat Cave, mic I'm hand, I'm flowin
Tellin ?uestion, to keep it, goin
What I'm doin, I'm not really knowin
but umm, to me see it sounds oh-and-kay'n (it sounds OK)
layin, to the sounds playin
Umm, hi to hoe and, yeah, hey to hay'n (uh-huh)
Trippin, I'm tryin, not to laugh, bust it
It's the last paragraph, and I'm done half
But ?uestion's jokin, and I'm like hopin
that nobody comes in and opens, the door...
(Ah man, what is up with you man?
I'm leavin, what why you scratchin your face like that man?
Look ugly, self-righteous, do-gooder)
Does anybody like good music?
Sweet music, soul music?
You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it
just to use it, to make you move it
* repeat 2X except *

Everyone that I can see is gettin' right in tow
Changin' songs to be on the radio
Now there are things that I believe in
I'd never sell my soul
It always feels so good to hear good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
How can I get back to you when I'm so far from home
In any port or foreign shore-alone
So many ways to be betrayed believe me when I say
I think that I would die without good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
I know that I would die without good music
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music
I know that I would die without good music
And even though you might think it's funny
I couldn't care if there ain't no money
I'm a little mixed up
But I'll be alright
If I can hear a loud guitar all night
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I need good music--Good good music
It always feels so good to hear good music

[Intro: Masta Ace]
Yea...
One, two, check us out yo...
Fantastic, Spinna waddup?
[Verse 1: Masta Ace]
Yeah, we come from everywhere - Brooklyn, New York
Boston, L.I., everywhere you walk
We put it on the line with intensive rhymes
Everytime a DJ put his hands on a Numark
And cut it up like, [scratches] [Slick Rick:] "... like this"
Don't take your eyes off the team, you might miss
Righteous hip-hop done with a slight twist
Hand in the air, leather glove in the right fist (c'mon)
Y'all don't understand who's up in the building
One day, you'll comprehend but until then
Keep it par for the course (fresh)
I know you dreamin 'bout +Big Things Poppin'+ out of job with a boss
But rap's a fairy tale that'll put you to sleep
I ain't 'bout what you can cop, it's 'bout what you can keep
Lauryn Hill told me that shit and it's so true
And rap life, these be the things that we go through
One two...
[Chorus: Light]
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
[Verse 2: Posdnuos]
Yo, I'm just tryna live
Won't "trust a big butt" like DeVoe, Bell, and Biv
And show initative, but some choose to try
To make me lose my step, turnin off my light
But I use my ear, nose and hands
To command me through the night, IT'S IN MY HEART TO FIGHT
But baby it's time to move on
Passin off my pen like passin off batons
The game is SO cold and bitter
Treat ya like ya name was SO old and litter on the pavement
Like if I should be stuck, then one era away
While you act like you don't surf and don't care where the wave went
Sleep on us if you want to, we'll be giving you NIGHTMARES FO' SURE!
And even when you wake, your thoughts you caught our break
From the dream, nigga - we'll be RIGHT THERE FO' SURE!
[Chorus: Light]
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
[Verse 3: Edo G (DJ Spinna Scratching)]
YO! Apparently, y'all dudes is just a parody
No clarity for popularity, stop comparin me
Similarities, is a rarity
Cause poverty been preparin me for prosperity (Yeah)
F the sparities I know ya hearin me, apart
Never tearin me I'm a man with family
See I never wanna shoot ya
Diggin up the past only muddies up the future
So we chew emcees like Bazooka
And watch 'em get smoked like a hookah
Rap's like Bush, full of Bull
Give and take, ying and yang, push and pull
We get on stage, and act a fool
Easy to get angry, but harder, to keep your cool
We got winners
Ace, Edo, Plug One, and DJ Spinna
It's for the classic old heads and new beginners
True rap not you pretenders
We livin not like some do (M-M-M-M-Microphone check one two!)
[Chorus: Light]
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
Yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
From yuh hear it yuh dun know a good music... AY! AY! AY!
[Outro: Jamelle Brundy]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, yea yea yeaaaaah...
Good music! Can you hear me? !
Ah, can you FEEL MEEEE? !
GOOD MUSIC, yeah yeaaaaaah