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The Roots - Lighthouse (Ft. Dice Raw) Lyrics and Video

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[intro: dice raw]
if you can‘t swizzim then ya bound to drizzown
passing out life jackets bout to go didown
get down with the captain or go down with the ship
before the dark abyss i’m gon’ hit you wit’ dis
[repeat]

[hook: dice raw]
and no one’s in the lighthouse
you’re face down in the ocean
and no one’s in the lighthouse
and it seems like you just screamed
it’s no one there to hear the sound
and it may feel like there’s no one there
that cares if you drown
face down in the ocean

[verse 1: dice raw]
smoking cheap weed sipping on cheap vodka
you pick your poison down davey jones’ locker
it’s rum we be wanting
by the tons my consumption
take a look at my lungs and my liver
it’s disgusting
take a look at the man in the mirror
we start fussing
only one person gets hurt when throwing the punches – me
and the man behind the glass just laughs
the waves come over my head and just crash
my hand start bleeding water starts receding
a feeling comes into my heart i start believing that
i actually might survive through the evening
survive on my own thoughts of suicide that’s competing
with thoughts of tryna stay alive which been weakened
by the feeling of putting on a smile while being beaten
the fear of drowning still diving in the deep end
the waters carried me so far you can’t reach ‘em
and it feels like there’s no one

[hook: dice raw]
no one’s in the lighthouse
you’re face down in the ocean
and no one’s in the lighthouse
and it seems like you just screamed
it’s no one there to hear the sound
and it may feel like there’s no one there
that cares if you drown
face down in the ocean

[verse 2: black thought]
after the love is lost
friendship dissolves
and even blood is lost
where did it begin
the way we did each other wrong
troubled water neither one of us could swim across
i stopped holding my breath
now i am better off
there without a trace
and you in my head
all the halted motion of a rebel without a pause
what it do is done till you dead and gone
the grim reaper telling me to swim deeper
where the people go to lo and behold the soul keeper
i’m not even breaking out in a sweat
or cold fever but
i’m never paying up on my debt or tolls either
i’ll leave the memories here i won’t need them
if i stop thinking and lie, now that’s freedom
your body’s part of the maritime museum
face down in the past is where i’m being

[hook: dice raw]
and no one’s in the lighthouse
you’re face down in the ocean
and no one’s in the lighthouse
and it seems like you just screamed
it’s no one there to hear the sound
and it may feel like there’s no one there
that cares if you drown
face down in the ocean

[outro: dice raw]
if you can‘t swizzim then ya bound to drizzown
passing out life jackets bout to go didown
get down with the captain or go down with the ship
before the dark abyss i’m gon’ hit you wit’ dis
[repeat]

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The Roots - Lighthouse

The Roots - One Time Lyrics and Video (Ft. Phonte & Dice Raw)

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[verse 1: phonte]
yo, the spirit in the sky scream homicide
but it was time to ride on some n*ggas funny talking
if too much money talking
we make em economize
real rap – no tale spinning, such is the life of a
kam-i-ka-ze pilot
we wyling out of control until we all make the funny papers like comic-con
feared in all streets so, if you ever see me out in y’all streets
find another one to occupy
i never hope for the best
i wish a n*gga would
turn around and walk away
i wish a n*gga could
listen to my instincts and say f*ck the rest
but once you’ve had the best better ain’t as good
weak-heartedness cannot be involved
stick to the script, n*gga – f*ck your improv
like the samurai
the street’s hammurabi code
play your part, shut the f*ck up, and do as i was told

[hook]
i was always late for the bus
just once can i be on time
then i start to think what’s the rush
who wants to be on time
feeling unlucky and if i ever got lucky it was one time
in this crazy world

[verse 2: black thought]
not a thing i fear besides fear itself
this is clearly a lesson learned for someone else
reach for the crown of thorns upon the shelf
cross around my neck
i’ve been taught by stealth
capture this moment in time… it’s a smash and grab
and where my party people y’all finna have a blast
you say goodbye… i say hello first and last
hello-hello… now all of y’all elevate your glass
to an example of what time will do to you
when those nameless things just keep on eluding you
when shit is new to you and lies is true to you
words of suspects-usual… coming though to you
man, i guess if i was ever lucky it was one time
then i went missing looking for the sublime
a n*gga stayed low, left the ladder unclimbed
time after time, verse blank, the line unrhymed

[hook]
you ever wonder what’s the big fuss…
for everyone be on time
what’s the big deal, why do they feel
the need to have us marching on line
feeling unlucky and if i’d ever got lucky it was one time
in this crazy world

[verse 3: dice raw]
i wonder when you die do you hear harps and bagpipes
if you born on the other side of the crack pipe
n*ggas learn math just to understand the crack price
then drive in head first like the jack knife
cause out here, yo you n*ggas can’t belly flop
if you wanna make the noise inside your belly stop
one time means being on the front line
being on the front line means ducking one time
the pendulum swinging my way- couldn’t be more blind
n*ggas talk to the cops? not even one time
cause we all going down just like the subprime
or a cheap ass half gallon of ballantine
but hopping over gates to escape is sublime
then through the alley way and down to the sub line
tales from the streets
a life of high crime
to make it to the bottom
such a high climb

[hook]
i was always late for the bus
just once can i be on time
then i start to think what’s the rush
who wants to be on time
feeling unlucky and if i ever got lucky it was one time
in this crazy world

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The Roots - Make My Lyrics and Video (Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Dice Raw)

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[verse 1: big k.r.i.t]
i did it all for the money, lord
that’s what it seems…
well, in the world of night terrors it’s
hard to dream, they hollerin’ cash rules everything
just call it cream, cause when it rises to the top
you get the finer things
oceanfronts, rolling blunts with model chicks
and saying grace over lobster and steak
like please forgive us for
riding benzes with camera plates
too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes
for help signs to symbolize the lives that hunger takes
addicted to the green, if i don’t ball i’ll get the shakes
i’d give it all for peace of mind, for heaven’s sake
my heart’s so heavy that the ropes that hold my casket break
cause everything that wasn’t for me i had to chase

[hook]
they told me that the ends
won’t justify the means
they told me at the end
don’t justify the dreams
that i’ve had since a child
maybe i’ll throw in the towel
make my (make my)
make my (make my)
departure from the world

[verse 2: black thought]
tryin’ to control the fits of panic
unwritten and unraveled, it’s the dead man’s pedantic
whatever, see it’s really just a matter of semantics
when everybody’s fresh out of collateral to damage
my splaying got me praying like a mantis
i begin to vanish
feel the pull of the blank canvas
i’m contemplating that special dedication
to whoever it concern, my letter of resignation
fading back to black, my dark coronation
the heat of the day, the long robe of muerte
that soul is in the atmosphere like airplay
if there’s a heaven i can’t find a stairway

[hook]
they told me that the ends
won’t justify the means
they told me at the end
don’t justify the dreams
that i’ve had since a child
maybe i’ll throw in the towel
make my (make my)
make my (make my)
departure from the world

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