Song | Mellow My Man - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | The Roots |
Album | Do You Want More?!!!??! |
作词 : Questlove | |
1, 2, yesThe | |
Roots layin' back, relaxin' | |
Coolin' out with my man, | |
Malik B, we call him | |
Slax inYa know what | |
I'm sayin'? | |
We in effect | |
Mo' like Al | |
B, sure, for your plea sure, aiyo, bust it | |
We about to flip it on some ol' laid back | |
Mellow my man tip, we gon' set it like this, yo check it | |
Bust it, la di da di, who likes to party | |
Like Slick | |
Rick the Ruler, | |
I'm cooler than a ice brick | |
Got soul like those | |
Afro picks, with the black fist | |
And leave a crowd drippin' like | |
John the Baptist, it's | |
The 'cause of that "Oh shit!", the skits | |
I kick, flows like catfish | |
And got many | |
M. C. on the blacklist | |
I'm sharp as a cactus plus, quick to bust gymnastic tactics | |
Us, Roots is really true to that rap shit | |
Now holla, to the scholarly, street skats that follow me | |
Back to the | |
Soul Shack with packs of rap colonies | |
Max that, | |
Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make | |
ShadrachOffender wanna go like | |
Meshach, Black | |
ThoughtThe nappy cat a bookworm shoe styles like sperm | |
Cool as Malcolm | |
Little with conch a la perm burn | |
The herb sticks like wicks and flips when | |
I slaps the hand | |
Of my mellow my man, | |
Malik BHere | |
I goes, negroes best to know the flower | |
The professional, best in those skills that kills so | |
Whoa, slow down before you go down, sissy | |
Trixie this is | |
Agatha Christie your slain and know now | |
Next contender, | |
Malik's the axe offender | |
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep within the | |
Microphones | |
I grip, psych with poems so's | |
I slits throats | |
Put him in a quote, when he croaks | |
They sayin' isn't it, is it the negro that did it?' | |
Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say, "Ribbit" | |
I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny forms | |
And we're in, your neighborhood on the norms | |
Capture, was to, whack ya | |
Manufacture, you can even ask | |
Anita about the, rapture | |
I figured, perhaps ya, a say it slam | |
For my mellow my man | |
The way we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It's like that for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It's like this for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It's like that for my mellow man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It's like this for my mellow my man | |
Yo, I got spunk, plus funk and | |
Jump Like | |
PunksTo get beat down, turn that heat down, | |
I'm crazy cool | |
Deeper than the pool than | |
Wilt the Stilt, damn near drowned | |
In clowns bounce to sound, when | |
Thoughts pound and brown's | |
My complexion | |
Section Southern, my brother in is | |
Jex, I sweats | |
No sex 'cause this kid gets grits an' shit, it's flex to drains | |
That was crazed, when your heart spit up, dip dup damn | |
Yo I lost it but back is the | |
Black Boogey | |
ManManic mad musician, maker of noise that's jocked, by your | |
Homeboys, | |
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd | |
Around, I was lost but was found, now | |
I gets down from | |
PhillyTo the | |
Apple I, stop and holla tunes and then hit up-town diggin' | |
Planets when they get | |
Earthbound | |
I kick the groovy tunes for you | |
And yours, when | |
I pass the can, to my mellow my man, | |
Malik BWhoa, shucks, my nuc snuff ducks | |
Abruptly I erupt, to destruct, deducts | |
In wax I like to smack 'em | |
Stroke 'em as | |
I cap 'emChange my name to | |
Saran or Reynolds then | |
I Wrap 'em | |
Negroes know we be furrow to my borough' | |
Cause my ass is so thorough, like | |
Levert Gerald | |
Too strong to be sterile | |
So, I impregnates the greats, say what? | |
Bust the Pacino's, | |
I won't trust them | |
Even though | |
I lust them shapes | |
Females for retail prices | |
Twice this nice, this witch sure does her spices | |
I won't smirk, 'cause my name's not | |
UrkelThe voice with the multiple choice | |
She does a circle | |
You wanna turn and page | |
Your eyes and try to plagerize | |
But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and slayed ya | |
Microphones | |
I grip equipped to flip the hypocrites | |
And nit-wits, with tidbit skits, them ain't | |
That was a curse, but | |
I divide it in half | |
Gets the airplay, no fair play | |
You're feelin' the wrath | |
Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic | |
Negroes that get dramatic because | |
I haveThe habit to smoke rabbits like a addict | |
So if you can not rap, | |
I will just slap you | |
If you wants to pick up on your nose be shows | |
The chrome and then we cap, you | |
It's too bad, dem cyan't understand de true check | |
For my mellow my man | |
The way we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It's like that for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It's like this for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It's like that for my mellow man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It's like this for my mellow my man | |
I think it's for my mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
For Scott | |
Storch, my mellow my man | |
Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man | |
B.R.O.The. | |
R.?, on the drums, my mellow my man | |
Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man | |
Check it |
zuò cí : Questlove | |
1, 2, yesThe | |
Roots layin' back, relaxin' | |
Coolin' out with my man, | |
Malik B, we call him | |
Slax inYa know what | |
I' m sayin'? | |
We in effect | |
Mo' like Al | |
B, sure, for your plea sure, aiyo, bust it | |
We about to flip it on some ol' laid back | |
Mellow my man tip, we gon' set it like this, yo check it | |
Bust it, la di da di, who likes to party | |
Like Slick | |
Rick the Ruler, | |
I' m cooler than a ice brick | |
Got soul like those | |
Afro picks, with the black fist | |
And leave a crowd drippin' like | |
John the Baptist, it' s | |
The ' cause of that " Oh shit!", the skits | |
I kick, flows like catfish | |
And got many | |
M. C. on the blacklist | |
I' m sharp as a cactus plus, quick to bust gymnastic tactics | |
Us, Roots is really true to that rap shit | |
Now holla, to the scholarly, street skats that follow me | |
Back to the | |
Soul Shack with packs of rap colonies | |
Max that, | |
Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make | |
ShadrachOffender wanna go like | |
Meshach, Black | |
ThoughtThe nappy cat a bookworm shoe styles like sperm | |
Cool as Malcolm | |
Little with conch a la perm burn | |
The herb sticks like wicks and flips when | |
I slaps the hand | |
Of my mellow my man, | |
Malik BHere | |
I goes, negroes best to know the flower | |
The professional, best in those skills that kills so | |
Whoa, slow down before you go down, sissy | |
Trixie this is | |
Agatha Christie your slain and know now | |
Next contender, | |
Malik' s the axe offender | |
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that' s so deep within the | |
Microphones | |
I grip, psych with poems so' s | |
I slits throats | |
Put him in a quote, when he croaks | |
They sayin' isn' t it, is it the negro that did it?' | |
Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say, " Ribbit" | |
I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny forms | |
And we' re in, your neighborhood on the norms | |
Capture, was to, whack ya | |
Manufacture, you can even ask | |
Anita about the, rapture | |
I figured, perhaps ya, a say it slam | |
For my mellow my man | |
The way we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like that for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like this for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like that for my mellow man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like this for my mellow my man | |
Yo, I got spunk, plus funk and | |
Jump Like | |
PunksTo get beat down, turn that heat down, | |
I' m crazy cool | |
Deeper than the pool than | |
Wilt the Stilt, damn near drowned | |
In clowns bounce to sound, when | |
Thoughts pound and brown' s | |
My complexion | |
Section Southern, my brother in is | |
Jex, I sweats | |
No sex ' cause this kid gets grits an' shit, it' s flex to drains | |
That was crazed, when your heart spit up, dip dup damn | |
Yo I lost it but back is the | |
Black Boogey | |
ManManic mad musician, maker of noise that' s jocked, by your | |
Homeboys, | |
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it' s the slickest shepherd | |
Around, I was lost but was found, now | |
I gets down from | |
PhillyTo the | |
Apple I, stop and holla tunes and then hit uptown diggin' | |
Planets when they get | |
Earthbound | |
I kick the groovy tunes for you | |
And yours, when | |
I pass the can, to my mellow my man, | |
Malik BWhoa, shucks, my nuc snuff ducks | |
Abruptly I erupt, to destruct, deducts | |
In wax I like to smack ' em | |
Stroke ' em as | |
I cap ' emChange my name to | |
Saran or Reynolds then | |
I Wrap ' em | |
Negroes know we be furrow to my borough' | |
Cause my ass is so thorough, like | |
Levert Gerald | |
Too strong to be sterile | |
So, I impregnates the greats, say what? | |
Bust the Pacino' s, | |
I won' t trust them | |
Even though | |
I lust them shapes | |
Females for retail prices | |
Twice this nice, this witch sure does her spices | |
I won' t smirk, ' cause my name' s not | |
UrkelThe voice with the multiple choice | |
She does a circle | |
You wanna turn and page | |
Your eyes and try to plagerize | |
But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and slayed ya | |
Microphones | |
I grip equipped to flip the hypocrites | |
And nitwits, with tidbit skits, them ain' t | |
That was a curse, but | |
I divide it in half | |
Gets the airplay, no fair play | |
You' re feelin' the wrath | |
Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic | |
Negroes that get dramatic because | |
I haveThe habit to smoke rabbits like a addict | |
So if you can not rap, | |
I will just slap you | |
If you wants to pick up on your nose be shows | |
The chrome and then we cap, you | |
It' s too bad, dem cyan' t understand de true check | |
For my mellow my man | |
The way we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like that for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like this for my mellow my man | |
No, no we do it like this | |
That, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like that for my mellow man | |
No, no we do it like that | |
This, for my mellow my man | |
It' s like this for my mellow my man | |
I think it' s for my mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man, right | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
My mellow my man | |
For Scott | |
Storch, my mellow my man | |
Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man | |
B. R. O. The. | |
R.?, on the drums, my mellow my man | |
Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man | |
Check it |