Roots - Act Fore (still Outthere) Lyrics
[Black Thought]Yeah yeah yeah, yes I, no doubt yes I (P-5-D)Check it out, yo yoAreegato, to all my people in JapanWhether you rockin Cartier or Pierre CardanI'm barging in like excuse, I beg your pardonTo crush carbon copy MC's wit clone jargonMove the crowd to leave the microphone sparkinLeave you caught inside the lines of my page beneath the marginNow we could mud-sling to cease the foul-talkinI personally would rather keep things peace, but it's your optionI hit the block wit hip-hop, it's like oxenStampede wit lyrical heavyweight boxingYo, just give thanks it's the new shitFor y'all to ever try to sleep on this is stupidMy thought's deep like the upright acusticBass, Cold Crush like Charlie ChaseTo keep the ladies grindin like a slow jamYou just a slow-jam fizz kid, get wit the programMy style hundred proof, I pause for no manThe Fifth Dy-nas-ty, that's the slogan>From S-P to West-P to LoganThe planet is a parachute, I got em openAiyyo I'm out there, aiyyo I'm still out thereWorldwide yo I'm still out there, Roots Crew forever out thereAiyyo I'm out there, SP to the, out thereAiyyo I'm out there, what, I'm still out thereCheck it out yo (worldwide) I'm still out there check it outC'mon, yo I'm out there, aiyyo I'm still out thereRoots crew to the to the to the to theY'all know the name, I got game like an EvangelistRelax to my man D'Angel-ist, who could ever cancel thisMusic growth, it's cancerous not glamorousYo the lifestyle I embrace to some scandalousI chop joke MC's like choke sandwichesAnd backslap the snare drum open-handed wit my vo-calSo I'm far from lo-calMy peoples got to keep me in they fo-calPerform Al Jerome style, then act like you know nowSurf the internet, inspect my profileReturn to menu if you miss thisYour girlfriend said my music is futuristicThen kissed me on my neck, left marks of lipstickThen came to the spot and we got liftedI rip shit on the solo unassistedOr wit Malik and the Fifth Click, so y'all should keep your lips zippedY'all don't know what it's about, get on routeI hold it down wit no doubt and sip StoutAnd got the hot record outY'all need to let your necks snap back, check it out, word upYo I'm out there, aiyyo I'm still out thereWorldwide son I'm still out there, check it outRoots crew forever out there, you know I'm still out thereWhat what what out there, knamsayinTo you out there, P-5-D out thereWhat what, S-P out there yaknamsayin (S-P forever)Philly out there, aiyyo I'm still out there (2-1-5th)S-P to the, to the to the to theAiyyo so what's the Fifth then? The Million Dollar QuestionWe veterans, lyrically threatening freshmenY'all lookin at next year, I see the next tenAnd front on me strategically, plan positioningOut there, steppin into your world I'm visitinDiscography time less you keep listeninWithin the crevices these clones is missing inAction, mysterious magnetic attraction wit that thingMy melody like Nat King, and MC's is so un-inter-estingForever givin y'all the next best thingI give it to you like pink champelle and ink bingI drink Yuengling, JaRoots and GinsengYou testin me, ock? yo what was you thinkinYou buggin off the energy the king bringA delivery that you're forever rememberingAiyyo I'm out there, aiyyo I'm still out thereS-P (worldwide) out there, check it outIt's the Roots, we out thereAiyyo I'm still out there, Roots Crew out thereCheck it out, aiyyo I'm out thereWe infinitely out there, worldwide son check it outOut there check it out (S-P), aiyyo I'm out thereAiyyo I'm still out there, what what (P-5-D, Roots Crew out there)Check it out, it's like
