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