Tip The Scale (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

Homicide or suicide Heads or tails Some think life is a living hell Some live life just living well I live life tryna tip the scale My way my way My way my way Yo I’m always early I never take off cause

Black Rock (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

of a porterhouse Ay yo for real I feel like Cattle in a slaughterhouse But fuck that grow another here's a quarter ounce It ain't no hydro, but it gets you high though Them niggas look like cops what the

Don't See Us (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

' things to the fullest extent Help me get it down and we can split one hundred percent Run a rapper through a maze like an experiment (Yeah) Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo You don't see

The Show (Feat. Common, Dice Raw) The Roots

Intro: Ladies and gentlemen The greatest stage show you've ever witnessed Appearing live, from out the 2-1-5, The Roots crew Verse 1: Big respect to the Get fresh, yes Have you ever seen a show and fellas

Understand (Feat. Dice Raw & Greg Porn) The Roots

Never understand People ask for God 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head says he'll never understand People ask for god 'till the day

Adrenaline! (Feat. Dice Raw, Beanie Sigel) The Roots

I hit 'em with a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door, son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw, son You don't want no more, son?

Diedre vs. Dice The Roots

[Dice Raw] Yo, look at all the scavengers All wannabe contenders Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit on the bottom of Timber-lands I know you clam heads wanna surrender

Make My (Feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Dice Raw) The Roots

I did it all for the money Lord it`s what it seems Well in the world of night terrors it`s hard to dream Holl`n Cash Rules Everything let`s call it CREAM `cause when it rises to the top you get the finer

Now Or Never (Feat. Phonte, Dice Raw) The Roots

[Hook - Dice Raw] Everything's changing around me And I want to change too It's one thing I know It ain't cool being no fool I feel different today I don't know what else to say But I'mma get my

Get Busy (Feat. Dice Raw, Peedi Peedi) The Roots

lights off you see a lot of life loss for the white horse regardless the charges makin us all targets all on the red carpet guns from the black market ay who got the polititians in they back pocket pimp

Ain't Sayin' Nothin' New (Feat. Dice Raw) The Roots

tears and sweat when you fuckin with The Roots that's as good as it get Ultramagnet We pull you in a Drag net then brainwash your click and extort your assets then roadie all your homies on some old school

Walk Alone (Feat. Truck North, Porn, Dice Raw) The Roots

Truck North] Trapped, no shield, no sword The unbeaten path got my soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God he want more Eyes closed, eyes open

Singing Man (Feat. Porn, Truck North, Dice Raw) The Roots

"[Chorus: Dice Raw] Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing another song,

I Will Not Apologize (Feat. Porn, Dice Raw) The Roots

[Chorus] For the statements I'm about to make I will not apologize Niggas talk a lot of shit, really need to stop the lies Jewels rented, cars rented, homie that ain't authentic Acting tough on

The Lesson, Pt. 1 The Roots

Dice Raw, get up on the mic, my young poor I be the nigga blowin up the spot on tour Surely real to the core, old school like eighty-four I never die, and raps till my lungs collapse Then relax until

The Lesson-Part III (It`s Over Now) The Roots

dolo I bag solo, like a nigga that boost Polo Steppin through the corridor, of metaphors Lookin over my left Shoulder the mic, still feel colder than before With this jazz shit I hit your jaw Dice

I Can't Help It (Feat. Malik B., Porn, Mercedes Martinez, Dice Raw) The Roots

line of the scrimmage ?

Clones The Roots

To the clones, we bless the domes Blow the vial, you know my style, large co-op Freestyle all the way son Dice Verse One: M.A.R.S.

Don`t See Us The Roots

Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo [Chorus - 2x] You Don't See Us, but we see you You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's Cuz you will get crept, wit no discrept You know the rep

Don't See Us (Live At Palais X-Tra Zurich, Switzerland / 1999) The Roots

the legendary Roots crew, yo [Chorus - 2x] You Don't See Us, but we see you You stuck on sleep, get on your P's and Q's Cuz you will get crept, wit no discrept You know the rep, we keep the flows in check

The Lesson (Pt. 3) (It's Over Now) (Live At The Old Hit Factory, 1999) (Feat. Jaguar) The Roots

[Black Thought] Well it's the raw regees, thoroughbred from Philly My name Black Thought, my girl's the Black LILIES Some people try to front like "I ain't feelin it really" But that's silly, cuz how the

Richter Scale EPMD

Check one [Erick Sermon] Uh-huh Yeah, aww yeah, uhh"Richter Scale" It goes lights, camera, action I'm on One more time to kill em, my rap flow is fulfilling I scream with the Beastie Boys --

Rolling With Heat (Explicit) The Roots

[Hook: Dice Raw & Talib Kweli] Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always beef [Verse 1: Talib Kweli

Adrenaline! The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

Adrenaline! (Live At The Bowery Ballroom, New York / 1999) The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

Roots Bob Marley

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa, look at that

Roots Bob Marley

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa,

Roots Bob Marley & The Wailers

Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood Fe catch up the fire Whoa, Lo ok at that They need some dry wood To cook up the raw food Whoa, look at that I got to survive

Adrenaline (Album Version) The Roots

I hit em wit a portion Son, The Fifth foursome, armed at the door son M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son You don't want no more son?

I Worship Raw Beats Weatherbox

I cannot think of anything to think about, I search the folds of my brain, I stretch myself towards my destination, We ate roots and sat, I traced pitter-patterns in the grass, See where the wind blows

No Roots Faithless

[Maxi Jazz] My love is generations old, I was there when trees died as the world went cold Still there when my people were bought and sold Whats going on? Whats going on?

Somebody's Gotta Do It (Feat. Jean Grae) The Roots

shit hits the fan I hope y'all out there understand Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it [Riq Gees] Yeah y'all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist Raw, that's what every soldier in

Raw Power Apollo Four Forty

Raw power, more power, foot to the floor power here we go, here we go Raw power, your power, out on the floor power Drum power, bass power, right in your face power, rip it up Raw power, full power,

Ital The Roots

Verse One: Q-Tip I wanna be able to reach an mc and reach a little child in the same degree And my elders excel I mean what the hell we might as well bridge these gaps in all before we fall in

Rolling With Heat The Roots

[Chorus: Kweli & Dice Raw] Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always beef X2 [Kweli] I tattoo the

Tip Your Hat Marty Stuart

Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller - King of the Road; Merle Haggard - The Way I Am. Now that's what I'm talkin' about.

Believe (Album Version) (Feat. D'Angelo) Q-Tip

I believe that's love I believe love, love uh of the things we believe there's a whole lot of work we should roll up our sleeves and we got a hold firm when fate's full like a sieve why doubt your

Pussy Galore (Explicit) The Roots

TV on, it's in the open on the regular, yo What the freaks in the video for?

Rhymes And Ammo/Thirsty! (Explicit) The Roots

auditorium Yo its anthrax maniacs on the TV The least of y'all worries should be Thought's cd The chairman of the board coppin twice weekly They done caught the minister with a pork b.l.t If my shit ain't

Waok (Ay) Rollcall (Explicit) The Roots

(Chorus: Kweli & Dice Raw) Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always beef (X2) (Kweli) I tattoo

God’s Dice Pearl Jam

God’s Dice It's out of my hands making all hands meet Stop crumbling and stumbling out of reach It's in the cards Your destiny, your sanity in tow Designate my luck Resignate...

Scale Bright Eyes

Here's a scale, weigh it out and you'll find, easily More than sufficient doubt that these colors you see Were picked in advance by some careful hand With an absolute concept of beauty They are smeared

Awnaw (feat. Marcos of P.O.D.) [Rock Remix] Nappy Roots

Yeah, haha Nappy Roots Awwnaw! [Hook] Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw!

Sacrifice The Roots

Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness Grown man tactics, no pediatrics the kind of track that make the comeback miraculous the catalyst, Thought

Gods' Dice Pearl Jam

God's Dice Time: 2:26 Ament It's out of my hands making your hands meet. Stumble rises crumbling out of reach. It's in the cards of destiny your sanity in tow. Designate my luck. Uh resignate.

Act Too (Love Of My Life) (Feat. Common) The Roots

Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all Hip-hop check it out It's like that uh and it sounds so nice Hip-hop, you the love of my life We 'bout to take it to the, to the, to the, to the, to the to the, to the,

Slums Nappy Roots

Prophit] We rappers in the slums.. alright..

Skindiving James

Put your hand inside this dream Tip the scale, release this dream Going down on a rolling wave I'll pack the flag before I hit the ground I can hear your thoughts arise >From these depths to creamy skies

Web The Roots

[Black Thought] Uh huh uh And it weights a ton 'riq geez motherfuckers I'm a son of a gun Black master of any trade under the sun Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue clear my path and

Web (Album Version (Explicit)) The Roots

[Black Thought] Uh huh uh And it weights a ton 'riq geez motherfuckers I'm a son of a gun Black master of any trade under the sun Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue clear my path and come get