Questlove - Hip Hop Nation Sirius XM Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Thought] Uh, 215, yeah aight listen: Up steps the one and only in the flesh Senegalese, Sierra Leonian fresh to d**h Big homie and them reps the best Knew you knew me from somewhere I get wrecked with Questlover The brother get it on, bring a song More brutal than Genghis Khan Whose name ring alarms to fakes You couldn't place but know I'm the truth That's before you recognize it's the one from The Roots Armed to the tooth, trying got take an eye for another eye I'm from "we hear gunfire for a lullaby" Yo forget it, who the hell am I? Yo I'm the reason these MC's lives became nullified The stuff of legend, so tell me what's tougher brethren Well I'm the blast form the past that started the present Vision of the future: me and the super producer And I'm ten times as smart as I'm used to being I'm still seeing the voice through the speakers Porsche two seaters, Jimmy Choo sneakers Real rap remedy man, a true genius I brought Yosemite Sam two heaters Asking these ba*tards if it's any last word Besides "what", "when", "why" and all them adverbs You bout to be the next fugitive captured Just keep thinking you can lie and live after Slow your roll playboy, rabbit ears Cause damn right it's on sight like Vladimir And by the moment of time, you will be out of here Scrap, get slapped for acting so cavalier I'm from Philly and them cabbers don't travel there Brothers let the heat rattle there They don't battle there Itching to leave you in the pool like Mike Phelps Learning to fight might help, but that's light help Cause the bullets make flak melt Then just imagine what it'd do to you, even if you a black belt Ayo my brother still concealing with a gat held On a block where there used to be a lot of crack dealt Lo and behold, this is information overload I put the crowd in a trance like Paul Oakenfold I used to be the lowest on the totem pole Until I reconstructed my goals, left a broken mold Setting sights on the open road I hit them anywhere and everywhere the realness is bought and sold Ayo they got me on the honor role That mean, whenever speaking my name Begin that with "The Honorable" T-A-R one I like a monocle I bring the riot to a laugh, cause you comical Look, get in that a** like your father do Hit that catatonic chronic out in Bonnaroo I'm psychological, jump like Geronimo Probably get yourself knocked down like a domino Whoa, if I don't work, then I won't eat No, I don't Facebook, but I might Tweet The industry is out of control like OC So take this L on the chin like it's a goatee I'm kinda like a cellar door, lowkey I used to mix bottles of champagne with OE I'm Aristotle, I can't fail, I'm OG I came through to get free like no fee Ayo they got me on the pedestal, trophy Got them singing "Damn 'Riq cheating like adultery!" Sycamore, sitting on paper like upholstery Noam Chomsky, I'm on an organized rhyme spree Messing with this is borderline robbery And that's what it is, i'm jimbrowski Certain circles call me the Big Lebowski It would behoove you to find out about me [Outro] Agh, ahhhh [claps] Whoa hohoho You whack rappers better step your game up! Wow, give it up for Black Thought, one of the greatest of all time! Man, man, man, man! Man dude... I don't know if any dude got anymore lyrics than this dude right here The Roots are here, we celebrating the release of their new album "...and then you shoot your cousin"