tough Cause man it's been rough, but still I manage enough I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed My hands have been cuffed But I don't panic
overseas But it all remains to go unseen We are living for today not the past, trying to hold on 'Cause the trouble won't last We are showing that the roots
Wide awake in San Diego Smallest root shrinking dry The fish are swimming closer inside Lake Morena Still get no rain from the sky Men were firing cannons
the old man up forever Still I feel I've just begun I've just begun My name is treetop And I'm higher than you'll ever be I'm married to my roots here
Pampers Chantin? Karma Sutra, you got me speakin? Spanglish Mamacita, fuck semantics Goddamn it, you understand it? I'm about to blow like somebody pushed the panic
The old diamondback sturgeon came swimmin' along Minding his business one day Rooting and sniffing and urging to spawn In the mud flats of San Pablo Bay
Way back in my childhood, I heard a story so true of a funny bunny stealin' some root from a guy that he knew. His mamma got worried She told the bunny
the best on the planet I'm a god from above and the streets is just where I landed Haters all on my nuts, but ain't no need to panic That real estate
show Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs cause they still my people I'm dynamic punks panic
, there's no time All for none, none for one, two, three, four March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
time I got to spend Hit more skins, back up in her pussy Up in the back, I gotta let off a few more nuts I'm starting to panic, I'm starting to sweat
help me fly around the planet Touch the Microphone device, whole countries get flattened Saving damsels in distress so young girls don't panic Putting
ll pedal my tricycle through the f-5 logistics of a twister Soaked in the religions of a nit-picker Chorus If I botched the operation I apologize (sorry) The air's rooted
what are you embracing? [Cole Wallace:] The roots of the ground live in blood as we speak [x2] I can sense the rhythm and its time to panic.
That's a record I kick it root down I put my root down I kick it root down I put my root down So are we gonna kick it? Gonna kick it root down Are you
love fi spend money but she rather spend time And if mi gone fi ten minutes, then she call me ten time If mi nuh pick up then she panic Then she panic
the bullshit and let the energy flow Put some roots down turn out the damn show blast from the center making footsteps make a crowd panic like a fucking