Letra de No Hometro/Proceed 2
No hometro Hometro No hometro Hometro Hometro No hometro Hometro No hometro...welcome to The Roots, The RootsCheck it, check it, Black Thought, is in the house And uhh, Malik B, is in the house We're groovin out, yes in the house *Discordant talk* Just get on the mic with your master planOne: Malik B I can make you dance, I can make you shout The scripts in the scroll turned the whole party out Inject my lyrics in a sec with dialect Why accept, because it's from the highest eye and depth Rap extrordinaire share me never ever See through because I be true, Malik's together Intox your cells till your brain vein swells Niggas'll claim terror when their never parellel Once I have a hunch that there's MC's that front I just crunched a whole bunch, in one big munch I always stand firm, under any term My actions never squirm cuz my tracks is perm I have a tendency to defend this MC My residency is simply in sensei I makes it vivid, on different continents of earth I pivot It seems extreme and exquisite but ask it is it My style is like a cat from a seventies flick Talkin jive as he strut with his afro pick Or a predator, just before he stalks his pray When I talk this way, I do dismay See you're puzzled, now how I think you're trying to juggle My mind is like a nine M double, now there's trouble The Roots bring you styles and all types of creed I sign off but I shall proceed