Yeah Double L Naw Skirty these niggas got us fucked the fuck up These niggas think they run shit They don't run a muthafuckin' thing Aye man give me the muthafuckin' pump Let's run up in this muthafucka, LLOD Back in the day (yes sir) We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop Had to make us a play (had to make us a play) We was posted on the block some of my Niggas got took away (and they got took away) Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (yes sir) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop had to make us a play We was posted on the block some of my niggas got took away Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (ha) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah Back on the wall I know they pray that we fall Cuz them niggas hated before We just end up giving them more I told them to switch up the pace For they end up losing the race Cuz my niggas never gone stop Until we fuckin' up the top But fuck that Send a shot at the crew in the Lou Watch a real nigga bust back Four flats on the Lac How we go back Flee-flick in the trench How we throw back Kick straight through the door Where the dough at Everybody on the flo' Like a doormat No my niggas ain't robbin' shit We taking what ours and shit yeah We come to lay you down Everybody hit the ground Back in the day (yes sir) We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop Had to make us a play (had to make us a play) We was posted on the block some of my Niggas got took away (and they got took away) Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (yes sir) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop had to make us a play We was posted on the block some of my niggas got took away Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (ha) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah Fuck am I takin' bout should we do this shit right now We from a city where they show no pity If you ain't from here better pipe down You see what Darren did to Mike Brown Niggas do the same for the light Brown for a nice whip and a thick bitch Niggas quick to flip and cut ya lights out I'm just trying to get outta my town Give a fuck bout how it might sound Niggas don't last if they stay round Niggas catching bodies on the play ground And if you try'em they gone come and do ya Where I'm from niggas get raised to respect the shooter We come to lay you down Everybody hit the ground Back in the day (yes sir) We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop Had to make us a play (had to make us a play) We was posted on the block some of my Niggas got took away (and they got took away) Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (yes sir) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah We was workin' on the clock couldn't stop had to make us a play We was posted on the block some of my niggas got took away Neva worried bout it cop if we stop ain't making no pay (ha) Back in the day back in the day back in the day yeah

Take a peak behind the curtain at my grand design Any less than picture-perfect, and it'll be cast aside I'm so impatient for inspiration when my pen becomes the sword Because I'll scrap ya if I have to go back to the drawing board Some dreams are simply meant to die What happens if they get revived? You thought you could toss me out? The ink ain't even dry! I'm no good, so cross me out And then we'll dot some I's That's a price all artists pay! A sacrifice! "That's so cliché" Lightning struck, and I was born The final cut just cut the cord Your dark imagination may be where demons hide So why'd you ever blame them When your pen brought them to life? (No!) You can't choose your family At least, not genetically But, I feel like we'll be real quick friends You brought me back So don't that make sense? (Oh, that makes sense!) Oh, don't you color me surprised! (I only see in black and white) 'Cause you can't kill the show He'll always get revived You made it happen! You made it real! When you imagined you gave us life and made us feel! Your thunder clappin', it's gettin' real! So if you haven't checked the forecast The weather's lookin' wet, I'll take the wheel So what if I'm a little rough around the edges? I'm an unmade masterpiece, I keep artists on their ledges This reboot might get messy, that's why I'm sorta sketchy I don't dance obediently, the demon's knees are far from bendy You made me in your image, so I lack a soul Tryin' to wipe me from existence And you're playin' Whack-A-Mole (oh!) Too bad you can not erase me! That, in fact, is why you hate me I'm your vision, bastardized "Like Frankenstein!" Then actualized! No, I won't color you surprised (You pull the plug, I'm still alive!) True artists never thrive At best, they'll survive! You made it happen! You made it real! Nobody's actin', but it's a show I'm gonna steal! Go call the cast in! I'll play the heel And if you haven't read the details The devil's due his debt, so take the deal I've been abominated, hollow eyes a-glow Re-animated, yet unrecognizable No better way to paint it This frame can not contain it To think of talent wasted Out of ink, but now I taste it (la, la, la, la) Even angels need to let the steam off (la, la, la, la) And no one's here to shut the damn machine off This work of art, once pure of heart May still become corrupted (all the stains are my scars!) I've come to find, it wasn't lightning That I've been struck with You made it happen! You made it real! Lights, camera, action! You put me right back on the reel! Now look who's laughin', your fate is sealed! Don't bother askin' for the details The devil's due his debt, and that's the deal (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!) (You made it happen!)

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate, we don't need to fake It's all we wanna be, watch me freak I say we're growing every day, getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place where we shall find our Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Rain, bring me the strength to get to another day And all I want to see, set us free Why can't you see? Can't you feel? This is real I pray, we don't need to change our ways to be saved That's all we wanna be, watch us freak

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate We don't need to fake It's all we wanna be Watch me freak I say we're growing every day Getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place Like honesty Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Rain bring me the strength To get to another day And all I want to see Set us free WhyCan't you see Can't you feel This is real Ahh I pray we don't need to change Our ways to be saved That all I want to be Watch me freak

Now I can say that, ah, they was not expecting this I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Go to church e'ry Sunday just to hear the preacher man And then she gone, but then she be right, uh, hold up I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Hold ya down when them hard times come And she never let nothing come between you, God and her purpose (Rae) God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money, but still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (God bless) Yeah, love this one They don't never give you credit when the credit is due And you don't have to have the compliments to know that it's true You walk around like you're confident in what you got goin' Like a boss 'cause you already know that it's you Work hard for the money when your pocket's a drought (yep) Being careful with the words coming outta ya mouth Country girl with a lil' slang whenever she talk and kinda sassy 'Cause she know what she talkin' about, yeah God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town (raise it up) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money (workin' hard for the money) But still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots (yeah) God bless them girls with some roots (girl in boots) C'mon on, Lathan, let's bring it to 'em It don't matter who she around (nope) She'll still be the same person in front of any crowd Too classy to run with the fakes And she walk like she got it going on with her own lil' style, c'mon Rae (oh stop it) God bless them girls with some roots (bless it up, yeah) Raised in a small town (small town) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (got them boys really shakin') (yes, ma'am) And workin' hard for the money (workin' hard, I see you workin' hard for it) But still bringing home honey (still bring home the honey) A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess (yeah, I see ya right there, ooh) God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (some roots, yeah) God bless them girls with some roots

I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky Praying for a little rain No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots There's still that back-home part of me, that can't help but see things a little different Like how there ain't no need to put a 'G' on the end of huntin' or fishin' And I still got granddaddy's bible, his old rifle and his name But I also got his pour a little more Coarsin' through my veins No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots I can't outrun these roots Thank God I can't They're tangled up in every part of who I am Without 'em I know I don't stand a chance I can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots