[Black Thought]
 One two
 Yes, The Roots layin back, rela-xin
 Coolin out with my man Malik 
 we call him Sla-xon
 YaknowhatI'msayin? We in effect
 Mo like Al B. Sure, for your plea-sure
 Aiyyo bust it
 We about to flip it on some ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
 We gon' set it like this
 Yo check it

 Bust it, La Di Da Di, who likes to party
 like Slick Rick [bad word] I'm cooler than a ice brick
 Got soul like those afro picks, with the black fist
 And leave a crowd drippin like John the Baptist, it's
 the cause of that "Oh [bad word] #33;"
 The skits I kick, flows like catfish
 and got many emcees on the blacklist
 I'm sharp as a cactus plus, quick to bust gymnastic tactics
 Us, Roots is really [bad word] to that rap [bad word] 
 Now holla to the scholarly, street skats that follow me
 Back to the Soul Shack with packs of rap colonies
 Max that, Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make Shadrach
 offender wanna go like Meshach, Black
 Thought the nappy cat a bookworm shoe styles like sperm
 Cool as Malcolm Little with conch a la perm burn
 The herb sticks like wicks, and flips when I slaps the hand
 of my mellow my man, Malik 

[Malik B]
 Here I goes, negroes best to know the flower
 The pro-fessional, best in those skills that kills so uhh..
 WHOA, slow down before you go down (sissy)
 Trixie this is Agatha Christie your slain and know now
 Next contender, Malik's the axe offender
 Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep within the
 microphones I grip, psych with poems so's I slits throats
 Put him in a quote, when he croaks
 They sayin -- isn't it, is it the negro that did it?
 Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
 I exhibit many forms, prohibit the corny forms
 (And we're in, your neighborhood) on the norms
 Capture, was to, whack ya
 Manu-facture, you can even ask Anita about the, rap-ture
 I figured, perhaps ya, a say it SLAM
 for my mellow my man

 [bad word]  Black Thought]

 The way we do it like this
 That, for my mellow my man
 It's like that for my mellow my man
 No no we do it like that
 This, for my mellow my man
 It's like this for my mellow my man
 No no we do it like this
 That, for my mellow my man
 It's like that for my mellow man
 No no we do it like that
 This, for my mellow my man
 It's like this for my mellow my man

[Black Thought]
 Yo, I got spunk, plus funk
 and Jump Like Punks, to Get Beat Down
 turn that heat down, I'm crazy cool
 Deeper than the pool than Wilt the Stilt
 [bad word] near drowned in clowns bounce to sound
 when Thoughts pound
 and brown's, [bad word] section Southern
 my brother-in is Jex, I
 sweats no , cause this kid gets
 grits n [bad word]  it's flex to drains that was crazed
 when your heart spit up, dip dup [bad word] 
 Yo I lost it but --
 -- back is the Black Boogey Man
 Manic mad musician, maker of noise
 that's jocked, by your homeboys
 I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
 I was lost but was found, now I gets down
 from Philly to the Apple I, stop and holla tunes and then hit
 Up-town, Diggin Planets when they get Earthbound
 I kick the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I pass the can
 to my mellow my man, Malik 

[Malik B]
 WHOAHHHHH, shucks, my nuc snuff ducks (uh-huh)
 [bad word] I [bad word]  to [bad word]  deducts
 In wax I like to smack em, stroke em as I cap em
 Change my name to Saran or Reynolds then I Wrap em
 Negroes know we be furrow to my borough
 cause my [bad word] is so thorough, like Levert Gerald
 Too strong to be sterile
 So I impregnates the greats (say what?)
 Bust the Pacino's, I won't [bad word] them
 even though I lust them shapes -- females for retail prices
 Twice this nice, this witch sure does her spices
 I won't smirk, cause my name'