Duck Down! - The Roots

Yea we gettin’ready to break y’all it’s winner take all

The game is locked we down to the eight ball

The time is now, it ain’t nothin’to wait for

I’m a king by blood a soldier by nature

I’m somthin’like a threat to y’all space cadets

'Cause you never met brother nothin’like me yet

So push another slice into your toast and tighten your vests

Cause it’s a warrior you seein’here tonight in the flesh

I give you somthin’high voltage double dosage

Runnin’with these vultures givin’me ulcers

Which one of these hustlers bringin’the thunder

Re-gees (refugees?) not another man takin’us under

Nigga please which Philly cat doin’his own thing

Might say black my give you a code name

Round my neck see the microphone hang

Have your lady lips singin’like on soul train

The niggaz that’s a problem is minimal margin

The Colonel, Capitan, Lieutenant, General Sergeant

Black, one man army move in on your squadron

You sittin’still you know you a target

You heard you better duck down!

Yea we gettin’set to get rid of y’all that’s what it’s headin’for

The underdog knuckle and brawl with the bigger?

ball?

I spit what your wig absorb sicker than sycamore

I’m creatin’a circumstance that you a victim of The rebel or the renegade out on the quest

The super black man runnin’wit a S on his chest

And stand for the straight struggle to escape the stress

You think it’s sweet tryin’to eat, you ain’t taste this yet

So make y’all steps precautious into the darkness

Thoughts cold and heartless makin’me nauseous

Gettin’more remorses for what I done

If the lawyers and courts wonder what I run

You see the liberty is free but just for some

How you a gangster and you scared to bust your gun

For the call, trust your fam’and trust nobody at all

Seein’brothers gettin’struck down

You better duck down!