Mellow My Man

One, two

Yes, The Roots layin' back, relaxin'

Coolin' out with my man, Malik B

We call him Sla-xon

You know what I'm sayin'?

We in effect

Mode like Al B. Sure

For your pleasure

Ayo, bust it

We about to flip it on some ol' laid back

Mellow my man tip

We gon' set it like this

Yo, check it

Bust it, la dee da dee

Who likes to party?

Like Slick Rick the Ruler

I'm cooler than a ice brick

Got soul like those afro picks

With the black fist

And leave a crowd trippin' like John the Baptist

If the cause of that, oh, shit

The skits I kick flows like catfish

And got many emcees on the blacklist

I'm sharp as a cactus, plus

Quick to bust gymnastic tactics

Us, Roots is really true to that rap shit

Now holla to the scholarly

Street scats that follow me

Back to the Soul Shack

With packs of rap colonies

Max that

Foreign objects is mad abstract

Make Shadrach offender

Wanna go like Meshach flack

Thought the nappy cat a bookworm

Shoot styles like sperm

Cool as Malcolm Little with a conk

A la perm burn

The herb sticks like wicks

And flips when I slaps the hand

Of my mellow my man, Malik B

Here I goes

**** best to know the flower

The professional

Best in those skills that kills so

Whoa, slow down before you go down

Sissy, this is Agatha Christie

You're slain and known now

Next contender

Malik's the ax offender

Critique me, so uniquely

With mystique that's so deep within the

Microphones, I grip

Psych with poems, so I slits throats

Put him in a quote

When he croaks

They sayin' isn't it

Is it the **** that did it?

'Cause wreck with the TEC

Make you jump and say ribbit

I exhibit many forms

Prohibit the corny norms

And we're in your neighborhood

Or the norms

Capture was to, wack ya

Manufacture

You can even ask Anita

About the rapture

I figured, perhaps ya

I say it, slam

For my mellow my man

The way we do it like this

That, for my mellow my man

It's like that for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like that

This, for my mellow my man

It's like this for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like this

That, for my mellow my man

It's like that for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like that

This, for my mellow my man

It's like this for my mellow my man

Yo

I got spunk, plus funk

And jump like punks

To get beat down

Turn that heat down

I'm crazy cool

Deeper than the pool

That Wilt the Stilt damn near drowned in

Clowns bounce to sound

When thought pound and bounce

My complexion section

Southern and my brother is Jex, I

Sweats no sex

'Cause this kid gets

Grits and shit

It's flex to drains that was crazed

When your heart spit up

Dip dup damn

Yo, I lost it but back is the Black Boogey Man

Manic mad musician

Maker of noise

That's jocked by your homeboys

I rocks my flocks of sheep

It's the slickest shepherd around

I was lost, but was found

Now I gets down

From Philly to the Apple

I stop and holla tunes

And then hit up

Town, diggin' planets

When they get earthbound

I kick the groovy tunes

For you and yours

When I pass the can

To my mellow my man, Malik B

Whoa, shucks

My nuc snuff ducks (Uh-huh)

Abruptly, I erupt

To destruct, deduct

In wax, I like to smack 'em

Stroke 'em as I cap 'em

Change my name to Saran or Reynolds

Then I wrap 'em

Negroes know we refer-oh to my borough

'Cause my ass is so thorough

Like Levert Gerald

Too strong to be sterile

So I impregnate the greats (Say what?)

Bust the Pacino's, I won't trust them

Even though I lust them shapes

Females for retail prices

Twice this nice with sugar and spices

I won't smirk, 'cause my name's (You're not) Not Urkel

The voice with the multiple choice

She does a circle

You wanna turn a page and ride?

And try to plagerize

But I degrade ya

Slaughtered ya, and slayed ya

Microphones, I grip

Equipped to flip the hypocrites

And nit-wits, with tidbit skits

That ain't sh**

It was a curse, but I divide it in half

Gets the airplay

No fair play

You're feelin' the wrath

Of Malik, ayo, the tragic

**** that get dramatic

Because I have the habit

To smoke rabbits like an addict

So if you cannot rap I will just slap you

If you wants to pick up on your nose be sure the chrome

And then we cap you

It's too bad, them can't understand the true check for my mellow my man

The way we do it like this

That, for my mellow my man

It's like that for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like that

This, for my mellow my man

It's like this for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like this

That, for my mellow my man

It's like that for my mellow my man

No, no, we do it like that

This, for my mellow my man

It's like this for my mellow my man

I think it's for my mellow my man, uh

My mellow my man, right

My mellow my man, uh

My mellow my man, right

My mellow my man, uh

My mellow my man, right

My mellow my man, my mellow my man

My mellow my man, my mellow my man

For Scott Storch, my mellow my man

Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man

Brother question on the drums, my mellow my man

Gotta end it on the one, my mellow my man, check it