Rising Down

By The Roots

On Rising Down

Released on April 28, 2008

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[Intro: Dice Raw]

Hello hello hello hello

Hello hello hello hello

Hello hello hello hello

Hello hello hello hello

Hello hello hello hello

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]

Every anywhere: heights, plains, peaks or valleys

Entrances, exits, vestibules and alleys

Winding roads that test the firm nerve

Fortune or fatal behind the blind curve

The engine oil purr, lights flash to a blur

Speed work through the Earth, make your motor go "skrrt!"

Tonight at noon, watch a bad moon rising

Identities in crisis and conflict diamonds

Blinding, staring at lights 'til they cryin'

Bone gristle poppin' from continuous grindin'

Grapes of wrath in a shapely glass

Ingredients influential on your ways and acts

Zero tolerance to raise the tax

It don't matter how your gates is latched

You ain't safe from the danger, jack

Made it way before they made the map

Or a G-P-S, this is D-E-F, leader!


[Chorus: Dice Raw]

I know where I'm goin' even when it's dark

And being led down that road (Hello hello hello hello)

You don't see that something's wrong

Earth's spinnin' outta control (Hello hello hello hello)

Everything's for sale, even souls

Someone get God on the phone (Hello hello hello hello)

Northside, nigga, Southside (Hello hello hello hello)

Shit's poppin' off worldwide (Hello hello hello hello)


[Verse 2: Black Thought]

Between the greenhouse gases, and Earth spinning off its axis

Got Mother Nature doin' backflips

The natural disasters; it's like 80 degrees in Alaska

You in trouble if you not an Onassis

It ain't hard to tell that the conditions is drastic

Just turn on the telly, check for the news flashin'

How you want it bagged: paper or plastic?

Lost in translation or just lost in traffic?

Yo, I don't wanna floss, I done lost my passion

And I ain't trying to climb, yo, I lost my traction

They makin' me break, my contents under pressure, do not shake

I'm workin' while the boss relaxin'

Here come Mr. Taxman, he leavin' a fraction

Give me back some

Matter-fact, next paycheck, it's like that, son

I'll fuck around and have to hurt a few men

They probably chalk it up as a disturbing new trend—Hello!


[Chorus: Dice Raw]

I know where I'm goin' even when it's dark

And being led down that road (Hello hello hello hello)

You don't see that something's wrong

Earth's spinnin' outta control (Hello hello hello hello)

Everything's for sale, even souls

Someone get God on the phone (Hello hello hello hello)

Northside, nigga, Southside (Hello hello hello hello)

Shit's poppin' off worldwide (Hello hello hello hello)


[Verse 3: Styles P]

Should I say hello? Or should I say that Hell is low?

Am I a nigga or a Neg-r-o? (Tell me)

I'm an African American (Yeah)

They sell drugs in the hood

But 'The Man', he move the medicine (He move the medicine)

He'll prescribe you Augmentin for everything (Everything)

A little stuffy nose, tell you, get some Claritin (Haha)

You know I'm hip to it

And it's hard to claim the land when my great-great-great-grands were shipped to it

Look at technology: they call it downloading (Pshh)

I call it downsizing – somebody follow me (Follow me)

Does a computer chip have an astrology? (Does it?)

And when it fuck up, could it give you an apology? (Could it?)

Should I say hello? Or should I say goodbye? (Goodbye)

Try to understand how smart and how hood am I

It don't matter though – until we learn that the world don't turn right

We all oughta scatter, though


[Chorus: Dice Raw]

I know where I'm goin’ even when it's dark

And being led down that road (Hello hello hello hello)

You don't see that something’s wrong

Earth's spinnin’ outta control (Hello hello hello hello)

Everything's for sale, even souls

Someone get God on the phone

(Hello hello hello hello)

(Hello hello hello hello)