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When The People CheerThe Roots

Released: April 7, 2014

Featuring: Modesty Lycan Greg Porn

Songwriter: Black Thought Modesty Lycan Greg Porn

Producer: Richard Nichols Damion Ward ?uestlove Black Thought

[Intro: Greg Porn]
Lights, camera, chemical reaction
Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
Thank the Most High for the high of high fashion
My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin

[Verse 1: Greg Porn]
Am I, am I a douchebag or just another du-rag
Tryin' get ahead on some brand new wave shit?
For your entertainment, money is the language
So every time I speak, I’m tryna make another payment
I do ‘em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap
That works, 'til my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I would learned that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like somebody tryin' burn fat
I don’t give a fuck, now maybe that’s abstinence
Or the arrogance of someone who ain’t got shit
That think money over bitches is a stock tip (Tip, tip, tip, tip)

[Hook: Modesty Lycan]
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the box with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain’t never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins, but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
I’m down to 95 dollars, that’s the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of ‘em is bitches
Out here hollerin', what’s ironic is I’ve honestly been tryna do what’s right
But some jawn legs in the air tonight like Phil Collins
I’m a sex-addicted introvert, sucker for a pencil skirt
Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
Searchin’ for physical pleasure if I don’t go mental first
Molly poppin’, trolley hoppin’, know somebody prolly watchin’
That ain’t stoppin’ me from coppin’ a feel, karate choppin’
In this after-hours spot, watching mommy body rockin’
First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
Livin’ fast, drinkin' Capt', one of them hoes even had
The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass"
She keep a dick in a box in an emergency, break the glass
I make her laugh, she makes it clap
And then she gives me lap dances and I’m thankful that
She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at
(Be unfaithful at, be unfaithful at, be unfaithful at)

[Hook: Modesty Lycan]
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the box with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain’t never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins, but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer

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.

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