I Kick My Root Down   I Put My Root Down      It's Not A Put Down   I Put My Foot Down   And Then I Make Some Love, I Put My Root Down   Like Sweetie Pie By The Stone Alliance   Everbody Knows I'm Known For Dropping Science   I'm Electric Like Dick Hyman   I Guess You'd Expect To Catch The Crew Rhymin'   Never Let You Down With The Stereo Sound   So Mike, Get On The Mic And Turn It Out   We're Talking Root Down, I Put My Root Down   And If You Want To Battle Me, You're Putting Loot Down   I Said Root Down, It's Time To Scoot Down   I'm A Step Up To The Mic In My Goose Down   Come Up Representing From The Upper West   Money Makin' Putting Me To The Test   Sometimes I Feel As Though I've Been Blessed   Because I'm Doing What I Want So I Never Rest   Well, I'm Not Coming Out Goofy Like The Fruit Of The Loom Guys   Just Strutting Like The Meters With The Look-ka Py Py   'Cause Downtown Brooklyn Is Where I Was Born   but When The Snow Is Falling, Then I'm Gone   You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic   A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic   But We Kick It From The Root When We Break It On Down   Jimmy Smith Is My Man, I Want To Give Him A Pound      (Chorus)      Ad Rock Don't Stop, Get On The Mic With The Tic And The Toc   I'll Fill You With The Fuckin' Rim Like Brim   I'm Walking Down Your Block And You Say That's Him   There Goes The Guy With The Funky Sound   The Beastie Boys You Know We Come To Get Down   Because I've Got The Flow Where I Grab My Dick   And Say Oh My God, That's The Funky Shit   So I'm Going To Pass The Mic And Cause A Panic   The Original Nasal Kid Is Doing Damage   Every Morning I Took The Train To High Street Station   Doing Homework On The Train, What A Fucked Up situation   On The Way Back Up Hearing Battle Tapes   Through The Underground, Underneath The Sky Scrapes   Like Harlem World Battles On The Zulu Beat Show   It's Kool Moe D Vs. Busy Bee There's One You Should Know   Enough Of That, I Just Want To Give Some Respect Due   M.C.A. Grab The Mic And The Ma Bell Will Connect You   Bob Marley Was A Prophet For The Freedom Fight   "If Dancin' Prays To The Lord Then I Shall Feel Alright"   It Feels To Play A Little Music   Tears Running Down My Face 'Cause I Love To Do It   And No One Can Stop This Flow From Flowing On   A Flow Master In Disaster With A Sound That's Gone   I'll Give A Little Shout Out To My Dad And Mom   For Bringing Me Into This World And So On      (Chorus)