Questlove - The Anti-Circle lyrics

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Questlove - The Anti-Circle lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Thought] Yo I'm tha anti-circle On tha mad train like a rain Thats verbal I storm Never comin twice in one form Tha Black'll act a fool and I'm gone Crumbs bust it pa** tha popcorn As I kick flava behavior your absctract I get recognition But I represent no religon or sect So I'm no preacher but I reach your soul Cause I'm stronger than younger Son of Casandra like ganga I grow From tha root like water I flow Could sport ebrotha low or tha nappy afro I still a have tha pick cause I choose to evict Derelicts on tha tip tryin to diss tha mad skit busta skit How many licks to it take to make a fake Realize that he can't shake bake or penetrate This style I demonstrate on a regular Basis in face that he ain't no competitor I said it a second ago yo I'm tha anti-circle with tha mad style Crushin any mental that be fragile You don't wanna see me get like agile Rippin up tha scene screamin like I was a bad child Black Thought so hip that I'm square Tha rhythm that you hear is from tha kids right over there Tha rubberband in question just one step away Yesterday was a day away attention you should pay today To tha Roots stickin boot kickin with flippa I lift tha party up and y'all get down like a zipper Tha mista hippa flippa kid tha one who thinks tha music can be hurtin a Rhythm when I get anti-circular [Chorus: Black Thought] Square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square y'all From tha square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square From tha square to tha circle to tha square [Verse 2: Black Thought] What you spot up with ya peepers is tha creeper Stompin on tha ground smokin a quarter pound reefer Mista five finger lead singer noise maker Number one run I'm rush now you must hush I crush trail mix with tha sandal Five fingers keep a candlestick lit when I vandalize Can't see what I is or will be Only what I was cause I crush an MC I'm dandy happy go lucky don't touch me Don't play cause I'm not tha right one baby Crazy off key never talk softly Blacker than tha beans still I never sweat coffee Tha fourth beat following tha third word second after first Yo never rehearse tha verse that I'm freestylin' Cause my verse is diverse I'm Mista Versatilin' Things are easier with oooh chilin' Ya smilin because you dig tha way that I deliver And give a style flowin like I was tha Nile river you shiver Cause I'm cooler than tha coolest act a fool its like a habit So yo this trick is for tha rabbit I grab it and snatch it inspect it like gadget I works tha magic tha mic I must have it I'm at it kids does tha pin on tha vibe tribe Members do decide to stand around at tha sit down Get down can't you know I'm quick to rip a kid down Aim to put wack rappers in containers with tha lid down So I seal it can you feel it many contacts is caught On a mad train a Black Thought [Chorus]

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