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Some information about Sacrifice Lyrics Title: The Roots - Sacrifice lyrics Artist: The Roots Album: Phrenology Visitors: 13 visitors have visited Sacrifice Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Verse One: Black Thought ListenI got you phobic off of this like arachnids Drasticit ain t plastic it s Pro-Blackness Grown man tacticsno pediatrics the kind of track that make the comeback miraculous the catalystThought with the knack for splashin I m dashin I mastered the craft of mashin The level-headed throughbredthe female s passion Mag-netic attraction be keepin them askin The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin Swerve half-nakedwon t come near crashin But if I go to heavenwould y all know my name or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Claptonhuh? Clap for you freedom dogthat s what s happening My spit take critical political action The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction And every word that s understood is a transaction I m an S.P. soldiermicrophone holder Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder ParisFrance to Tip and Tioga How we gonna make it through the darkI show ya Chorus: Black Thought & Nelly Furtado I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to reach something in life You ain t gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooohhsometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart that s filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high Verse Two: Black Thought Listenyo kick off your shoesjump off the jock I fly higher than them dudesfrom off your block My name Blackthe style is unorthodox It tap chins in your mens til you thought could box A couple of people wanted Thought to stopbut guess what? My man grab the missileplug for the gut Now next time beatty stop being such a glut I m precise with it like Faheim with haircuts We up close on em with toast but no crust It s fructose on em they froze and won t bust Choke on your face you jewels is lacklust Got to put it to you straighty all fools is jacked up Came close to the upmost but no cigar Nose to the grindstonehead to the stars The number one runner with the number one drummer Grammy award winnin it s the world s eighth wonder Come on Chorus Verse Three: Black Thought Your first impression might be I m a asshole Or say I m sometimey and give people a hassle Or try to suntouch and put the heat in the capsule Dog I m far deeper than that though; I get in the zone Recognize I m a rolling stone No time to lollygag or lounge with scaliwags Give me the disc or I put it where your body at Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy Just trustwhat I see and I say and follow me my way I read an open booklet inside me The star of the story that groove teller got me Through all the dark times part of the business The light be contingent on small forensics My microphone ll make a man a newborn infant It s true so the crew gon sense it I get in the zone Chorus x3 The fact of the matter is a matter of fact.... Hottest songs from The Roots : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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