The Next Movement - The Roots, DJ Jazzy Jeff, Jazzyfatnastees

C’mon, and yes y’all

You are now in tune to the sounds

Of the legendary foundation

Yeah, you go

Hey, you listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

You listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

Word up, we got the hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

Yo, one, two, one-two, one-two

That’s how we usually start, once again it’s the Thought

The Dalai Lama of the mic, the prime minister Thought

This directed to whoever in listenin' range

Yo, the whole state of things in the world 'bout to change

Black rain fallin' from the sky looks strange

The ghetto is red hot, we steppin' on flames

Yo, it’s inflation on the price for fame

And it was all the same, but then the antidote came

The Black Thought, ill syllablist out The Fifth

This heavyweight rap shit I’m about to lift

Like, a father lift up his seed to sunlight

I plug in the mic, draw like a gunfight

I never use a cordless, or stand applaudless

Sippin' chlorophyll outta ill silver goblets

I’m like a faucet, monopoly’s the object

There ain’t no way to cut this tap, you gotta get wet

Your head is throbbin', and I ain’t said shit yet

The Roots crew — The Next Movement, c’mon!

And yes y’all

You are now in tune to the sounds

Of the legendary, foundation, check it out, uh

Testin', yo, it go

Hey, you listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

You listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

Word up, we got the hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

Word up, the formation of words to fit

That’s what I usually disturb you with

A lot of rappers never heard of this, or know half the time it is

You doubt the Illa-Fifth, what could you accomplish?

Whether they skywritin' your name or you anonymous

You be speechless with stingin' sinuses

The Roots royal Highness is through your monitors

I tilt my crown, then blow down a dime a kiss

You need to buy a CD and stop rewindin' this

I’m the finalist, shinin' like a rugged amethyst

And at your music conference, I’m the panelist

Listen close to my poetry, I examine this like an analyst

To see if you can handle this

Check it out, you, got to groove

Emcees, freeze, stand still, nobody move

Unless you dealin' with the next movement

The P-Phi-D, we be the mon-u-ment

I live my life nice, but I’m not too bent

You theatrical as a Broadway play, this ain’t Rent

One hundred percent straight out the basement

Spreadin' this across the planet on some next shit

Yo, how many people feelin' this love music?

C’mon

Yo, you go

Hey, you listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

You listeners, stop what you’re doin' and

Set it in motion, it’s the next movement

Word up, we got the hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music

The hot-hot music, the hot music