Dynamite! - The Roots

Uh, uh, come on, S-P in the

Up north into the NYC and the, out West

And to niggas in Cali and the

Down South type dynamite

What, yo, yo, come on, dynamite, dynamite

Uh check it out, uh, uh

Ayo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Yo, check it out, in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducin'

The sole missin' link, what could MC’s who listen think?

It’s Black Thought, open your eyes and don’t blink

Yo, to rock this mic is like a basic instinct

But yo, in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducin'

Behind the, the mic champion, more than a step beyond

Mothafuckers sweatin' me, beggin' me just to get me on

Macro-cosmic, micro-master

Aiyyo, I’m all the way, way, Phil Phil-lay-lay

People wanna see the way the Illadelph play

Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say

I’m from S-P, no mortal man can test me

Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper echelon-ean

Heineken, hold the rhymin' in, flows remindin' 'em

Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the past

Your half-steppin' ass could never fathom or grasp because

Ayo, we got a doctorate in cold-rockin' it

Bringin' this apocalype, nigga, you mad topical

Hctib my raps trick your optical, mister superficial

I’m rippin' apart your heart tissue

This is your official, dismissal

I don’t study the artificial, who fuckin' with the dark crystal?

Yo, where are is you?

I’m movin' like a smart missile

Aimed and guaranteed to hit you

Word up, but when the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it

It ain’t no way to censor it

My style metaphoric to bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift

The artist, comin' out the Fifth darkness

We go back like ancients, while you ain’t shit

Subterranean, never against the gradient

Afro-American slash half-Pleiadian

In your universe, my star’s the most radiant

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Aiyyo, it’s all the way live, from 2−1-5

Plus admission is denied, so just wait outside

Two extremes collide like Jekyll and Hyde

And I provide you with the swerve you need, but take heed

You travellin' at light speed, iller than adventures you might read

Official original breed

The justice league, yo, it’s the P-5-D style fashionist

Other MC’s, they actresses

Yo, it’s the high-post, you 'bout to get shot down

Tryna fly above this Illa-Fifth compound

You’ve known since the get-go, I rock your disco

Ain’t nobody badder, but yo, you get my gist so

See, I represent, so you gotta squint

As far as how I do it, you ain’t cognizant

We causin' nuisance and get in-decent, so save your two cents

Don’t come in my district kickin' that *bullshit*

Yo, it’s all simplistic, limited clique get

Lyrically lifted, touchin' the Fifth shit

Trenches of the mentally twisted, you enlisted

5 was the emblem on the mic you got hit with

And I stomp ya, 'til you call me conqueror

Back-slappin' all the niggas that slept

Thinkin' that Elo could ever disappear, I’m strippin' they veneer

Wit' this non-ether reefer, quiet frequent premiere

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

Check it out, eve-ry, bo-dy

Touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite

C’mon, touch this Illa-Fifth dynamite