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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
DJ Jazzy Jeff
DJ Jazzy Jeff
Kratzen
Jazzyfatnastees
Jazzyfatnastees
Begleitgesang
Big Daddy Kane
Big Daddy Kane
Sampling-Künstler:in
Black Thought
Black Thought
Stimme und Gesang
James Brown
James Brown
Sampling-Künstler:in
Kamal Gray
Kamal Gray
Klavier
Leonard Hubbard
Leonard Hubbard
Bass
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Sampling-Künstler:in
Questlove
Questlove
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Leonard Hubbard
Leonard Hubbard
Songwriter:in
Ahmir Thompson
Ahmir Thompson
Songwriter:in
Tariq Trotter
Tariq Trotter
Songwriter:in
Kamal Gray
Kamal Gray
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Axel Niehaus
Axel Niehaus
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bob Power
Bob Power
Mischtechniker:in
Keith Cramer
Keith Cramer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Adam Cerda
Adam Cerda
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Dan Reider
Dan Reider
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
David Ivory
David Ivory
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Kamal Gray
Kamal Gray
Produzent:in
Mario De Arce
Mario De Arce
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Mark Mitchell
Mark Mitchell
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Questlove
Questlove
Produzent:in
Ron Williams
Ron Williams
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Tim Donovan
Tim Donovan
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

C'mon, yes y'all You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary foundation (Be five), Yeah, you go Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement You listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement Word up, we got the hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music Yo, one, two, one-two-one-two That's how we usually start, once again it's the thought The Dalai Lama of the mic, the Prime Minister thought This directed to whoever in listening range Yo the whole state of things in the world 'bout to change Black rain fallin' from the sky look strange The ghetto is red hot, we steppin' on flames Yo, it's inflation on the price for fame And it was all the same but then the antidote came The Black Thought, ill syllablist, out the Fifth This heavyweight rap shit I'm about to lift Like, a phylum lift up it's seed to sunlight I plug in the mic, draw like a gunfight I never use a cordless or stand applaud less Sippin' chlorophyll out of ill silver goblets I'm like a faucet, monopoly's the object There ain't no way to cut this tap, you got ta get wet Your head is throbbin' and I ain't said shit yet The Roots crew, the next movement, c'mon We can't hold up, burn out (oh, ooh) And yes y'all You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary foundation Check it out Testin', yo, you go Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement You listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement Word up, we got the hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music Word up, the formation of words to fit That's what I usually disturb you with A lot of rappers never heard of this or know half the time it is You doubt the Illa-Fifth, what could you accomplish? Whether they skywriting your name, or you anonymous You be speechless, with stinging sinuses The Roots royal highnesses through your monitors I tilt my crown, then blow down a diamond kiss You need to buy a CD and stop rewindin' this I'm the finalist, shinin' like a rugged amethyst And at your music conference, I'm the panelist Listen close to my poetry, I examine this Like an analyst, to see if you can handle this (checked out) You, got the groove, emcees, freeze, stand still, nobody move Unless you dealin' with the next movement The P-Phi-D we be the monument I live my life nice but I'm not too bent You theatrical as a Broadway play, this ain't rent One hundred percent, straight out the Basement Spreading this across a planet on some next shit How many people feelin' this love music? C'mon (We can't hold up, burn out) (We can't hold up, burn out) Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement You listeners, stop what you're doin' and Set it in motion, it's the next movement Yo, we got the hot hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-hot music, the hot music The hot-music Check it out, yea yea Check it out, yea yea Check it out, yea yea Check it out, yea yea Check it out, yea yea yea Check it out We can't hold up, burn out (oh, ooh) We can't hold up, burn out (oh, ooh) We can't hold up, burn out (oh, ooh) We can't hold up, burn out (oh, ooh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Writer(s): Leonard N. Hubbard, Jimmy Gray, Tarik L. Collins, Tracey Moore, Ahmir K. Thompson, Mercedes Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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