Mellow My Man / Jusufckwithis - The Roots

Ladies and gentlemen

The sounds that you’re about to hear

Can be devastating, to your ear

Ladies and gentlemen

The sounds that you’re about to hear

Can be devastating, to your ear

World premiere, world premiere

World premiere, world premiere

World premiere

One two

Yes, y’all got the legendary Roots crew in the house

We coolin' out, relaxin'

My partner M-Ilitila is in the battlefield in action

We in effect mode right now for all of y’all

We even brought my young boy Dice Raw

We gon' set it off right about…

Yo, y’all feelin' this?

Come on, uh, uh, uh…

La Di Da Di, who likes to party?

Like Slick Rick the Ruler, I’m cool as a ice brick

With soul, like afro picks, with the black fist

Leave a crowd drippin' like John the Baptist

It’s the cause of that «Oh…»

Yo, the skits I kick flow

Like catfish, and got wide emcees on the blacklist

I’m sharp as a cactus, and quick to bust gymnastic tactics

The Roots is really true to this rap shit

Now holla to the scholarly, street skats that follow me

Back to the Soul Shack for all the rap colonies

Max, what, Illa Fifth is abstract

Make Shadrach Abednego like Meshach

Black Thought, the nappy cat, a bookworm with soul

Soul as cool as Malcolm Little with a conk and a perm

Burn the herb sticks like wicks, flip it when I slaps the hand

Of my mellow my man, Malik B

Here I goes, negroes best to know the flower

The professional, best in those skills that kills so…

WHOA, slow down before you go down

Sissy, this is Agatha Christie, you’re slain and know now

Next contender, Malik’s the axe offender

Critique me so uniquely with mystique that’s more deeper than the

Microphones I grip, psych with poems so’s I slits

Throats, put him in a quote, when he croaks

You isn’t it or is it my mellow Jack

Son, I get wreck with a TEC, make you jump and say 'ribbit'

I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny norm…

(And, what, what, what) on the norm

Captured, was all the wack shit y’all niggas manufactured

Yo, you could even ask Anita about the, rap-ture

I figured, perhaps, yo, to say this plain

For my mellow my man

The way we do it like this

That, for my mellow my man

Bring it back for my mellow

No, no no, do it like that

This, for my mellow my man

Like this, y’all, yo

N-n-n-no, we do it like this and a

For my mellow my man

Like that for my, ayo

No, do it like that, y’all

For my mellow, yo

It’s like that, uh

Yo, I got spunk, plus funk

And Jump Like Punks, to Get Beat Down

Matter fact, turn that heat down…

We 'bout to, we finna get funky, a’ight

If you are a lover of music, throw one hand up in the air for me right about now

You nam’sayin'?

Because if you love music, yeah, you love the good shit

You definitely fuckin' with this, you nam’sayin'?

You got to deal with this, and if you know the time, you on the tip

Because The Roots Crew’ll rock the house

'Cause we doin' it for you, and we the ultimate, check it out

You want some good shit, fuck with this, here we go

You know the time, you’re on the tip, uh

The Roots crew will rock the house

It’s just for you, we turn shit out

Yo, you want some good shit, fuck with this

And if you know the time, you’re on the tip

Because The Roots crew will rock the house

It’s just for you, we turn shit out

Lay back, you want some good shit, fuck with this

You know the time, you’re on the tip, yo

The Roots crew will rock the house

It’s just for you, we turn shit out

Yo, you love music, fuck with this

You know the time, you’re on the tip

The Roots crew will rock the house, what

Yo, we be the ultimate, and it’s just for you

It’s really for you, the shit that we do, is really for you

We rock the house, we turn shit out

It’s just for you, for you and you

Yo… *whispering and scatting*