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Uni-Verse at War

by The Roots

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U.N.I.Verse at war U.N.I.Verse at war, motherfucker We gonna do this Chi-town style, Illadelph You know how we get down, you know the business Bringin' it straight to your chest Yessah, hah, yeah, break it down, one, two When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor Check it, 1, 2 Rappers Get on the mic, talk about cars and clothes sounding like hoes Ain't been exposed to the foes of most disciples I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man rotated down to Phil To say what I feel, get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh War going on between the West and the East Of the land niggaz don't own a piece Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie Throw your hands in the air if you the true and living Beware the new world order, the Devil's new religion Sent my homey to the number two division Sellin' bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver Be that as I chooses, drinkin' tropical It's just sittin' at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah, that ain't nothin', I would call my mother Nor do I call every nigga, my brother Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta be like Malik So don't Question a Brother to the Roots, I get deep Yo enter the last era Your scholarship into the world of politics and mascara We operate within this artificial opera I bring hip hop terror like the Fuhrer, the Ace Ventura into the horror Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border I'll structure a style, destroy your whole aura Plus you're adrenalin'll rise before your eyes and mortalize My image hit the skies, deceive the Devil in disguise My music, I parenthesize, represent the wise Do this, be how we enterprise, kid, no compromise I'm thinkin' fast like drama, dyin', I wear your mind away like Alzheimer I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama The A O, this year we leavin' 'em in trauma Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy or history of the family The fifth dynasty for humanity to bear witness to this Del-val-syllable stylist You know the time, kid When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic The rock was typed graphic, now watch the mic blast it Shootin' at the stars with emphatic rap static See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin' back at it The Lieutenant, the elephant, sippin' automatic Mic, rippin' Asiatic, architects out to have it The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary Exaggerated, niggaz is livin' highly medicated I used to love but now she violated Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated They outdated and incarcerated Loved and appreciated, hated and very debated For every career created was eliminated And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related As the block is divine, niggaz swing on in a safari Wild niggaz like I'm high on latari Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see Get out the city for a sec, be at the places I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck Opening business in places for you to cash your check My neck of the woods ain't all good, ain't all bad You can live in the burbs and still get had The sad part about it, niggaz had houses on the lake They tryin' to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate Call each other 'cause, 'cause of how we relate I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates Through the wind and blow ups is how niggaz communicate Harmonizing through beepers and reefer The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole conceptor When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next level or level of the whole shit, bro, yeah

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