Roots - Popcorn Revisited Lyrics
[black thought]Pass the what? pass the popcorn (8x)Yo, I wrote this, basement, never never tunnel type portionJust to accompany some audio distortionBust the popcorn, drop it ons my cassette andYo crumbs, umm, how you feel? I hope its blessed manDig the square roots be the setters of examplesFindin mad rhythm in the static of your samplesQuick to make you move to my groove as I soothThe ear of the listener on the musicalPrisoner g, now youre free you can be all you wanna beGo where you want or go and see all you wanna seeBecause yo, your ambitions I wont neglectAnd to them brothers who aint here, nuff respectSo brother ? uest, how ya livin, what ya givin black?To me the brother with the linens and the applejacks;Busy til the break of dawnThe first verse is born I pass the popcornPass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)Say what?Pass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)Secondly, I speak for the ? uest from the s-q-t (square roots)And Im black thought, therefore you know its funkyThe rhythms he recycles sometimes prehistoricThe mic for the popcorns like metaphoric (its metaphoric baby)So many different factors in a ? uestion styleCause hes the father and hes giving more than one childThe abstract soloist, drummin from the heartAll the way from philly in the west partRelax your mind and let your body be at restFlow in slow mo, and let the brother manifestNow the second verse has been bornIm black thought and I pass the popcornOn to kid crumb I pass the popcornPass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)Say what?Pass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)From the southern section of philly my affectionAffiliates me with kids, from the store to pastryThe foreign object, direct from ? with the skitThat be rugged, it was the drumsticks and the bucketsBack in the days, now the rubber band plays to accompany? uestion upon the drums and displays mad soulSoul be the source of the blam roots famAs we grow and expand like the afroWith menacing music seriously Im sinisterI shout, move about, turn it out like ministerDiggin the flip-side when I slide I gets biz withMad melanin, chocolate, like a chip thats black manFrom the dark room with the mad raps homegrownKnots and knaps upon the dome from thinkinIm sinkin in the sound cause I gets and got downLettin black thoughts out of lockdown, buckshotLick it to the tick of my measures on the richterGrits getter so grab your sisterI get wreck so check my respect from the wreckThat Ive gotten biting thisll make your fronts turn rottenThe original, rock chewer, from a duoWhatever called po folkers or crumbs, and his mouth brokeKids wanna laugh so I blast on your ass to - wait seeChase me and see if you catch the circular knotStyle buckwild the acoustic boomSquare root of black thought broadcast with the popcornIts like that yallThe popcorn popcorn as I pass yallI go..Pass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)CmonPass the what? pass the popcorn (4x)Cmon[ad libs to outro]
