The Roots & BT – Tao of the Machine 0

Come on - ha - you want it want it
Come on - you want it - ha
Come on - you want it want it
Come on - you want it

yo

We got to get started
We got to get started
We got to get started

come on - come on - come on - come on

What ya'll get it ain't haunted, call it
I see some of y'all thirsty for it
Straight runnin' y'all winnin' come down to the combat dog I'm a workaholic
My smack touches every enemy within my clutches
Black bringin' that ruckus
And I'm puttin' that lean on all you suckas
Black! Yo bone crushes
Every opponent suffers
Yer tone hushes from bunches
Don't you like percussion?
Don't lose yo life for nothin'
You don't wanna try to touch 'em
No competition, listen: this ain't open fo' discussion

Ha - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
Ha - come on - you want it want it
Ha - you want it
Come on - ha - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
Ha - come on - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
Come on!

We got to get started started
We got to get started - yeeah
We got to get started started...

Come on - you want it want it
Come on - you want it want it
Come on - you - come on - you - come on - come on - come on...

My sound entrenches each of the five
Senses and hold in shock
Value of electrified
Fences you mortify, pressurize, best defy
We slide into the next dimension time to exorcise, recognize
Your spine tingle, darts mingle, while this line sting you
It's tricks on yo state of mind, somebody's watching you
Just look alert-alive
Cuz only one survive
No use of lyin' to yourself, you standing eye-to-eye

Ha - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
Ha - come on - you want it want it
Ha - you want it
Come on - ha - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
Ha - come on - you want it want it
Come on - you want it
YO!

We got to get started started
We got to get started - yeeah
We got to get started started...
Come on Come on Come on Come on

We got to get started started
We got to get started - yeeah
We got to get started started...

Come On, you want it, want it

Black! yo bone crushes
Every opponent suffers
Yer tone hushes from punches
Don't you like percussion?
Don't lose yo life for nothin'
You don't wanna try to touch 'em
No competition, listen: this ain't open fo' discussion