I kick it down I put my root I kick it root down, I put my root So how we kick it? Gonna' kick it root Yeah, how you kick it? Gonna' it root down So how you kick it? Gonna' kick it down Gonna' break it on down, gonna' kick it root
not a put down I put my foot And then I make love, I put my root down Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance Everybody knows I'm for dropping science I'm electric like Hyman I you'd expect to catch the crew rhymin' let you down with the stereo sound So Mike, get on the mic and it out We're talking root down, I put my root And if you want to battle me, putting loot down I said root down, it's time to scoot I'm a step up to the mic in my goose Come up representing the upper west Money makin' me to the test Sometimes I as though I've been blessed Because I'm doing what I want so I never Well, I'm not coming out goofy like the Fruit of the guys Just strutting like the with the Look-Ka Py Py 'Cause Brooklyn is where I was born But when the snow is falling, then I'm You might think that I'm a A phone call from and I'm throwing a panic But we kick it from the root when we it on down smith is my man, I want to give him a pound
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AdRock don't stop, get on the mic the tic and the toc I'll you with the fuckin' rim like brim I'm walking down block and you say that's him There the guy with the funky sound The Beastie Boys you know we come to get Because I've got the where I grab my dick And say oh my God, that's the funky So I'm going to pass the mic and a panic The original nasal kid is damage Every morning I the train to high street station Doing on the train, what a fucked up situation On the way back up battle tapes Through the underground, the sky scrapes Like Harlem world battles on the Zulu beat It's Kool Moe D vs. Bee there's one you should know Enough of that, I want to give some respect due M.C.A. grab the mic and the Ma Bell connect you Bob Marley was a prophet for the freedom "If prays to the lord then I shall feel alright" It to play a little music Tears running down my face I love to do it And no one can stop this flow from on A flow master in with a sound that's gone I'll give a shout out to my dad and mom For bringing me into this and so on
I kick it root I put my root I kick it down I put my root So how you kick it? kick it root down So how we kick it? kick it root down So how we kick it? kick it root down Break it all gonna kick it root down
Yeah, shit's on down And that's a record, a record 'cause of Mario And that's a record, that's a record 'cause of And a record, that's a record to Mario
Awww, now that's a record,