Låttexter:
Roots The Other

I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parents' house. And though I didn't know it then, I soon was finding out. You are the roots that

Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now Don't be ashamed to cry Let me see you through 'cause I've seen the dark side

[Fish Scales] yeah [R. Prophit] Awwwww [Fish Scales] Wassup [R. Prophit] yes'sa [Fish Scales] You know dat [R. Prophit] Nappy Roots and Game Point [Fish

gotta have Roots before branches To know who I am Before I know Who I wanna be And faith To take chances To live like I see A place in this world I gotta have Roots

[Black Thought] Hit the flo' ah, cuz it's bout to blow ah C'mon, hit the flo' ah, it's bout to blow ah Hit the flo' ah, it's about to blow ah Hit the

would freeze whatever it would take, to set my heart at ease well later on it got so complicated that little rock became the roots of hatred, roots of hatred, roots

Tome el 60 autobus, afuera de Los Angeles Ben Sandoval me estaba esperando All the punk-rockers and the moon stompers Estaban en la esquina pidiendo

Tricky: Here we go again so tricky going flow again Those chicken cluckers is fakin' pumpin' others Others breed to sons and deform carnage Disorder

a liar And worth shit but a blunt and a lighter.(Get high, bitch) (Versatile) I treat a bitch like a hoe, cause a hoe is a bitch You know it's other