Here's to you You were pink or blue Everything I wanted Here's to you Never sleeping through From midnight 'til the morning Had to crawl before you walked, before you ran Before I knew it You were trying to free your fingers from my hand 'Cause you could do it on your own now Somehow Slow down Won't you stay here a minute more I know you want to walk through the door But it's all too fast Let's make it last a little while I pointed to the sky and now you wanna fly I am your biggest fan I hope you know I am But do you think you can somehow Slow down Here's to you Every missing tooth Every bedtime story Here's to Barbie cars Light saber wars Sleeping in on Sunday Had to crawl before you walked, before you ran Before I knew it You were teaching me the only thing love can Hold hands through it When it's scary, you've got me Slow down Won't you stay here a minute more I know you want to walk through the door But it's all too fast Let's make it last a little while I pointed to the sky and now you wanna fly I am your biggest fan I hope you know I am But do you think you can somehow Slow down Please don't roll your eyes at me I know I'm embarrassing But someday You'll understand You'll hold a little hand Ask them if they can Oh-oh-oh-oh 'Cause it's all too fast Oh-oh-oh-oh I am your biggest fan I hope you know I am But do you think you can Somehow Slow down Slow down

Skankin' little momma know right down for The rhythm i'm gon' feel you Bottom droppin' out you're Bound to get another Maybe one or two Woman lookin' good you know that is my woman She come cool me down Gotta love life Cause life be lovin' me Now we say cool right now You gotta say yeah yeah You gotta say yeah yeah Sometimes My mind Be driftin' Further Every Single Mutha fuckin' day But in my house All the writings on the wall rastafari Sit up on his throne Said his eyes if it were fire For I see him he's no liar' Defending the weak and the poor and the fatherless In my house All the writings on the wall rastafari Sit up on his throne Say skankin' little momma know right down For the rhythm i'm gon' feel you Woman lookin' good you know there is another And you know that's true Woman lookin' good you know she is so fine because She cool me down Gotta love life Life be lovin' me Now we say cool right now Yeah yeah You gotta say You gotta say yeah yeah You gotta say yeah yeah Whoa whoa

Black Thought: I woke up in the darkness at 12: 17... to shots and sirenes Look out the window, peep the high beams Now they searchin, the cops lookin for the person... That pulled the trigga Medical figures is nursin the kid that got shot Some innocent ak that would front To flip the rock on them at King Street block I tried to tell him to stop cuz yo, it's ghetto red hot Similar to the blood now floodin his top I take a step out the spot, to the point of attack And see the shorty wop heart blast out his back Damn, I'm thinkin it don't cease, it's no more peace Police level increase, but what the fuck... It's still crime on the streets I can't breathe, now what's goin on? One minute you alive, the next, you're gone Illadel-P-H-I-A Hell Bust off into the heavens for the nigga who fell And hit the L, for the niggaz who fell When that could have been prevented In front of the flat your moms rented And no one expect that from you, cuz you was timid Fuckin with them cats from outside city limits Funny how this whole thing changed, an off minute Yo, dig it, Panic! None of this is ever granted Drownin in a nightmare, stranded

I'm a man, I'm a lover Man of love, a lover man I'm a dread, undercover But not a dread upon my head I'm a reggae music lover And I rock my roots everyday Don't let no man tell you no different Don't let no man bring you down It's reggae music that we're gonna play So let that roots take ya Yo let that roots music take ya higher Oh let that roots music take ya away Roots take ya Don't let no man tell you no different Don't let no man bring you down It's reggae music that we're gonna play Now you can't tell me what is real And I can't tell you how you feel But music more then anything My friend, it sure can, yea Cuz no matter what I'm going through I know I always got my roots Don't let no man tell you no different Don't let no man bring you down It's reggae music that we're gonna, The music's what we're gonna play So let that roots take ya Yo let that roots music take ya higher Oh let that roots music take ya away Roots take ya Don't let no man tell you no different Don't let no man bring you down It's reggae music that we're gonna play The music's what we're gonna play When I rise, rise up in the morning time I give thanks for what I got For love and so much more Like blessing me with music For the massive to use it There's no way you can take that from me NO WAY YOU CAN TAKE IT FROM ME PLEASE LET MY ROOTS... TAKE YA Yo let that roots music take ya higher Oh let that roots music take ya away Roots take ya Don't let no man tell you no different Don't let no man bring you down It's reggae music that we're gonna play The music's what we're gonna play

[Voice in background] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code All sorts of episodes in my area code Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold It's just an episode in my area code Another episode in my area code All sorts of episodes in my area code Where the blocks explode,? back and unload I seen it unfold in my area code [The Jazzyfatnastees] Better believe it. cause it is co-min. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. [Verse One: Black Thought] Just push the panic button on your remote control Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze They peepin outta closed windows They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold Wild like a son sold for cash Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass Entire crews pass not makin the news flash Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast Whatever Ave. transform to the war path Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and - [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice] Better believe it. cause it is co-min. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. [Background voice] Yo, the episodes to my area code Just another episodes in my area code Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold It's just an episode in my area code All sorts of episodes in my area code Just another episode in my area code Where the blocks explode,? back and unload I seen it unfold in my area code, check it [Verse Two: Dice Raw] This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous He even got his little brother actin all outrageous From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk They do anything and everything, tryin to come up It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin Then the youngest one, will say "I'ma die hustlin Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in" I guess the young boy just did not know the truth Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice] Better believe it. cause it is co-min. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. [Background voice] . In my area code It's another episode in my area code Where the blocks explode,? back and unload I seen it unfold in my area code Just another episode in my area code All sorts of episodes in my area code Where the blocks explode,? back and unload I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo [Verse Three: Malik B] It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella Was just a little man real bold Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous It ain't no tellin what they could do to you So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice] Better believe it. cause it is co-min. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward] This another episode in my area code Episodes in my area code, yo Well this another episode Yeah, they in my area code Explode. unload. Unfold in my area code Yeah, this in my area code Episodes in my area code Explode. unload. Unfold in my area code Yeah [The Jazzyfatnastees] Better believe it. cause it is co-min. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. You won't believe the site you see before your eyes. Better believe it. cause it is co-min.

I like digging holes and hiding things inside them When I grow old, I hope I won't forget to find them 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night I build a home and wait for someone to tear it down Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots I've got no roots I like standing still, but that's just a wishful plan Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night I count gates and numbers, then play the guessing game It's just the place that changes, the rest is still the same But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots I've got no roots I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots I've got no roots I like digging holes Hiding things inside them When I grow old I won't forget to find them I like digging holes Hiding things inside them When I grow old I won't forget to find them I've got no roots I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots I've got no roots