Stolen Moments: Red Hot + Cool

...welcome to The Roots, The Roots<br><br>Check it, check it, Black Thought, is in the house<br>and uhh, Malik B, is in the house<br>We`re groovin out, yes in the house<br>*discordant talk*<br>...<br>Just get on the mic with your master plan<br><br>Verse One: Malik B<br><br>I can make you dance, I can make you shout<br>The scripts in the scroll turned the whole party out<br>Inject my lyrics in a sec with dialect<br>Why accept, because it`s from the highest eye and depth<br>Rap extrordinaire share me never ever<br>See through because I be true, Malik`s together<br>Intox your cells till your brain vein swells<br>Niggaz`ll claim terror when their never parellel<br>Once I have a hunch that there`s MC`s that front<br>I just crunched a whole bunch, in one big munch<br>I always stand firm, under any term<br>My actions never squirm cuz my tracks is perm<br>I have a tendency to defend this MC<br>My residency is simply in sensei<br>I makes it vivid, on different continents of earth I pivot<br>It seems extreme and exquisite but ask it is it<br>My style is like a cat from a seventies flick<br>Talkin jive as he strut with his afro pick<br>Or a predator, just before he stalks his pray<br>When I talk this way, I do dismay<br>See you`re puzzled, now how I think you`re trying to juggle<br>My mind is like a nine M double, now there`s trouble<br>The Roots bring you styles and all types of creed<br>I sign off but I shall proceed<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>I shall, proceed, and continue, to rock the mic (4X)<br><br>Verse Two: Black Thought<br><br>Yo, we could get fly, we could get fly<br>We could get fly that`s the anthem of my<br>crew not to glorify but it`s sorta high<br>Troubles of the world bring tears to my eye wonder why<br>my man, can`t vaccinate, y`all know the fate<br>Similar to the way I`m a disease on tape<br>To escape Metropolis is such a violent state<br>I spill words over pages, styles over phrases<br>from the world`s different stages for crowds of different ages<br>Though not a nova, you witness like Jehovah<br>Now niggaz beg for lyrical plague to pass them over<br>Righ right niggaz is like stick up kids<br>Doin bids you got caught, enter the Black Thought<br>I interface with bass when I communicate<br>Crowds I elevate, to another mindstate of<br>rap thinking, see musically the Black thinking rhythm<br>therefore, I give em what I`m giving, therefore<br>I give em what I`m giving that`s the hardcore<br>The Roots`ll keep it real for sure, and I shall proceed<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Rockin on the microphone I do this well (repeats)<br>*crowd cheers*<br>The Roots, The Roots!