Hey erybody
This is probably the song, or one of the songs that caused me to fall in love hip hop and set the stage for me to dream of becoming an emcee. That was 16 years ago ;)
Was just trying to break down the lyrics for the 2nd verse starting at 10:34, for a homework assignment in RT 101, can anyone please help me finish the job here? If you haven't heard this, this one of my favorite verses and songs generally from The (Mighty and Legendary) Roots Crew and from Black Thought.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JsXuzrEZN0BjXF67O3hL9xkdUYXOYqMELJquu6OIqw0/edit?usp=sharing
I've put question marks in parentheses (?) in the places where I just can't figure it out. Clearly this has been slept on by humanity ;) as I can't find them anywhere else, here's also a google doc link in case anyone wants to make comments in there instead. <3 Long Live Lyricism!!! LLL!!!!
10:11 transition / end of Knuckles’ drum solo.
10:27 = first hit on the one w/ the bass.
I feel it comin on. **BOOM** (bass drum + bass lick)
I feel it comin on. **BOOM** (bass drum + bass lick)
…Let’s have some fun.
10:34 - Start of Riq Geez verse
Drop it. Boom. And it weighs a ton
Riq Geez erybody I’m a son of a gon
Black master of any trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue
Clear my path and come get you capped and hung
Wanna breathe like Black. I collapse your lung
Young chump you could choke off the web I spun
I done cleared them out with the threat I brung
You done heard bout what set I’m from
My n***a word of mouth. Lil Rule the thumb (?)
Y’all better bow down here the ruler come
I’ma legend in the hood. Not a who-to-learn
How thought put it down be confused with some of y’all
Cats. Can’t walk while chewing you gummin on
What keyboard gotta do wit a drummin on
School ‘em on stage like I’m doin a seminar
Professional type. I’m adjustin my mic
Go to war son. I give you any weapon you like
Bust off you dumb dumbs. It’s somethin to run from
Stop it. The hot shit head’s where it come from
Willy World Wide phenomenon
Real force and that thangs my 9 to 5
When I’m finished making em recognize we gettin at a few
Civilized women who trying to ride
Well you been waiting on the boys to come off the all
You wanna get the joints up off the wall
Just to see ya smile and enjoy yourself,
Keepin you in health is for all of y’all
I’m quick on the draw like Black McGraw
Can’t tell what y’all cats rappin for
My name Riq Geez and I’m back for more
See me gettin more chips than a corner store
Got a portrait of Malcolm X on the Door
And I’m meeting emcee’s like a carnival
Matter of fact, he’s back for you get hung
Bring the warnin horn when I’m gon perform
The first thing to move won’t disturb the crew
I’ma have y’all flix on the evening new(s)
Play y’all part, get on your P’s and Q’s
And when y’all think Thought be prepared to lose
And bring money to spend. And some money to lend
And some worthwhile money not 20s and 10
Get took when you tuck right in front of your hand (?)
Who coulda help ya man?!? Not none of your friends. COZ
I put a blackness under your chin
Have your physical remains found under my pen
If I’m comin up in the place, I’m comin to win.
Won it for a minute. Now I’m DUMBIN again
Riq Geez I dark (?) a chat but y’all please receive
What I’m gon give back to y’all please
Cuz y’all (on’t?) really wanna get clapped by all these (feel like he’s saying y’all don’t real real quick, hard to tell)
My mayne. You can take your strap when y’all leave
You see the spot comin a place they all freeze
Ice cold with this mellow cold breeze
MCs never showed lordy yet
Kool Herc ain’t never get a raudy(?) check
I do work no question. I bomb ya set
Calm collect and sharp like my name Gillette
R.I.P. my mayne Gillete (?)
Till I touch the mic, y’all people ain’t seen danger yet
Well I’m a decorated vet
Who regulated ret (?) I never hesitated yet
I'm gettin heavy weigh the check
For you to dare ask if I’m dedicated, yes
I spit live rounds. It’ll (“ita”) penetrate a vest
Nyow (? sounds like a audio goof up) take the Cs I’ma demonstrate the test
I’da ___ freak the beat so gangsta fresh
It dump from the east coast to bangladesh
Big Bank really gat hawk to bang the depth (???? Have no idea lol)
Hold tight. Cuz it ain’t over yet.
I don’t even feel like I’m not sober yet
And it rain like shots in the projects. New Years Eve
And it ain’t even October yet.
Well I’m a big bounty hunter like Boba Fett
Y’all more shell shocked than a soldier get
If the prize in my sights. I’ma go for this.
Woo woo. Yo the roots is the ultimate
I’m a culprit (“Culperit”) Gimme the bold (?) shit
Cuz I’ma set it on a magnetic culture (?) tip
Get down how I’m supposed (“posed”) to get
I got nothin to lose when I killin it with no regrets. Like
Young LL. Cuz Im hard as hell
Make the n****s cool face Like Gaw Gamel (?)
Now we all out on our own like Petty Labelle (?)
I put the pen game down on ya Mademoiselle