Released: September 24, 1996

Featuring: Common

Songwriter: Leonard “Hub” Hubbard Chaos Black Thought Common

Producer: Chaos

[Intro: Common & Black Thought]
When you and I verse at war, motherfucker
We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war)
Illadelph, you know how we get down
You know the business
Illadelph, Illinois
Bringin' it straight to your chest
Comin' thru with the ill convoy
Yes, sir, hah, yeah
Lieutenant with the Com
Break it down one, two
We about to drop the bomb, check it

[Hook: Black Thought]
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or

[Verse 1: Common]
Rappers, get on the mic talkin' about cars and clothes
Soundin' like hoes
Ain't been exposed to the foes, the 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 bird chest, my word becomes flesh
War, goin' on between the West and the East
Of the lands, niggas 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 livin'
Beware - The New World Order, the devil's new religion
Sent my homie to the number two division
Sellin' bootlegged movies, got my VCR on a oove' smoove'
Be at Fat Tuesday's, drinkin' tropical and 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 sorta B like Malik
So, don't Question a Brother, to The Roots, I get deep

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Yo, enter the last era
Your scholarship into the world of politics and mascara
We operate within this artificial op-era
I bring hip-hop terror like the Führer
The Ace Ventura into the horror
Laboratory labor-er, venture beyond the border
I'll struc-ture a style, destroy your whole aura
Plus, your a-drenalin'll rise before your eyes
Immortalize my image in the skies
Deceive the devil in disguise
My music I parenthesize, represent the wise
Through this be how we enterprise
Kid, no compromise (Yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin' fast like Rama-
Dan, I wear your mind away like Alzheimer
I pull a mic up out my mama, big up to Bahama-
Dia, ayyo, 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' sylla-ble stylist, you know the time, kid

[Hook: Black Thought]
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or

[Verse 3: Black Thought]
Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablets
Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid
Here comes the hot package through your block like traffic
The rock was type 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 Lieuten-ant, the eleph-ant, sippin' automatic
Mic rippin' Asiatic, architects out to have it
The turn of the century
The planet's like a penitentiary exaggerated
Niggas is livin' highly medicated
I Used To Love H.E.R., now she violated
Hip-hop holocausts and camps, old champs are concentrated
They outdated and incarcerated
Loved and appreciated, hated and very debated
For every career created, one's eliminated
And that's the way the balance of Yin and Yang is related, fa' real!

[Verse 4: Common]
Every block is divine, niggas swing on in a safari
Wild niggas, 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'mma be back on the deck
Openin' businesses in places, for you to cash yo' cheque
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: Niggas had houses on the lake
They tryin' to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate
For peace we skate, crackers be rollerbladin' on hate
Call each other "Cuz" 'cause of how we relate
I seen way too many Cadillacs with dopeman plates
Through the wind and blow-ups is how niggas communicate
Harmonizin' through beepers and reefer
The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is gettin' cheaper

[Hook: Black Thought]
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or
When you & 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 step or level of the whole concept or

The Roots

The world’s premiere hip-hop band, The Roots were formed in Philadelphia in 1987 by MC Tariq “Black Thought” Trotter and drummer and bandleader Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson. Since those early days, the band has weathered changes in personnel and record labels while performing hundreds of shows a year and releasing a string of well-regarded (if not always top-selling) albums.

While the musicianship of Thompson and the other band members, as well as their seemingly limitless repertoire, gets most of the attention, real hip-hop fans know that the rapping skills of Black Thought (along with former group member Malik B.) are the group’s hidden weapon. Thought, one of the few MCs brave enough to go toe to toe with Big Pun, handles any groove the band throws at him with aplomb, style, and flash.

Today, The Roots are seen by millions every night as the house band on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon, a move that has given the group the chance to indulge its not-insignificant comic side.