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