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[Black Thought]<br />Uh uh, come on, S-P in the<br />Up north into the NYC and the out West<br />And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite<br />What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite<br />Uh check it out, uh uh <br />Yo yo yo yo yo check it out<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />Check it out, eve-ry bo-dy <br />Touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fith Dynamite<br /><br />Yo, check it out<br />In in tro tro duc ducing <br />The sole missin link, what could MC's who listen think<br />It's Black Thought, open your eyes and don't blink<br />Yo, to rock this mic is like a basic instinct<br />But yo in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducing<br /><br />[Elo]<br />Behind thee, the mic champ-ion<br />More than a step-ion<br />Mothafuckers sweatin me, beggin me just to get me on<br />Macro-cosmic, micro-master<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Aiyyo I'm all the way way, Phil Phil-lay-lay<br />People wanna see the way the Illadel play<br />Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say<br />I'm from S-P, no mortal man can test me<br />Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in<br />Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em<br />Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the past<br />Your half-steppin ass, could never fathom a grasp because <br /><br />[Elo]<br />Yo we got a doctrine, in cold-rockin it<br />Bringin this apocalype, nigga you mad topical<br />*Bitch* my raps trick your optical<br />Mister superficial, I'm rippin apart your heart tissue<br />This is your official, dismissal<br />I don't study the artificial, who fuckin wit the dark crystal<br />Yo where are is you? I'm movin like a smart missle<br />Aimed and guaranteed to hit you<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Word up, but when the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it<br />It ain't no way to cen-sor it, my style metaphoric<br />To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift<br />The artist, comin out the Fifth darkness<br /><br />[Elo]<br />We go back like ancients, while you ain't shit<br />Sub-terrainean, never against the grain-ean<br />Afro-American slash half-blade-ean<br />In your universe, my star's the most radiant<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Aiyyo it's all the way live, from 2-1-5<br />Plus admission is denied so just wait outside<br />Two extremes collide like Jekyl and Hyde<br />And I provie you wit the swerve you need, but take heed<br />You travellin like speed<br />Iller than adventures you might read<br />O-fficial original breed, the just-ice league, yo it's the P-5-D<br />Style fashionist, other MC's they actresses<br /><br />[Elo]<br />Yo it's the high-opposed, you bout to get shot down<br />Tryin to fly above this Illa-Fifth compound<br />You've known since the get-go, I rock your disco<br />Ain't nobody badder, but yo you get my gist so<br />I represent so you gotta squint<br />As far as how I do it you ain't compen-sate<br />We causin nui-sance and get in-decent so save your two cents<br />Don't come in my district, kickin that *bullshit*<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Yo it's all simplistic, limited click get<br />Lyrically lifted, touchin the Fifth shit<br />Trenches of the mentally twisted, you enlisted<br />5 was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit<br /><br />[Elo]<br />And I stomp ya, till you call me conqueror<br />Back-slappin all the niggas that slept<br />Thinkin that Elo could ever disappear<br />I'm strippin they vi near<br />Wit this non ether reefer, quiet frequent premiere<br /><br />Chorus 2x
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[Black Thought]<br />Uh uh, come on, S-P in the<br />Up north into the NYC and the out West<br />And to niggas in Cali and the Down South type dynamite<br />What, yo yo come on dynamite dynamite<br />Uh check it out, uh uh <br />Yo yo yo yo yo check it out<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />Check it out, eve-ry bo-dy <br />Touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite<br />C'mon, touch this Illa-Fith Dynamite<br /><br />Yo, check it out<br />In in tro tro duc ducing <br />The sole missin link, what could MC's who listen think<br />It's Black Thought, open your eyes and don't blink<br />Yo, to rock this mic is like a basic instinct<br />But yo in-in-tro-tro-duc-ducing<br /><br />[Elo]<br />Behind thee, the mic champ-ion<br />More than a step-ion<br />Mothafuckers sweatin me, beggin me just to get me on<br />Macro-cosmic, micro-master<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Aiyyo I'm all the way way, Phil Phil-lay-lay<br />People wanna see the way the Illadel play<br />Yo, look in the mirror, watch what yourself say<br />I'm from S-P, no mortal man can test me<br />Thought, I keep a lin-e in, upper eschulone-in<br />Heineken, hold the rhymin in, flows remindin em<br />Cats that hear me up, some shit from back in the past<br />Your half-steppin ass, could never fathom a grasp because <br /><br />[Elo]<br />Yo we got a doctrine, in cold-rockin it<br />Bringin this apocalype, nigga you mad topical<br />*Bitch* my raps trick your optical<br />Mister superficial, I'm rippin apart your heart tissue<br />This is your official, dismissal<br />I don't study the artificial, who fuckin wit the dark crystal<br />Yo where are is you? I'm movin like a smart missle<br />Aimed and guaranteed to hit you<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Word up, but when the Fifth do get on and perform, you in for it<br />It ain't no way to cen-sor it, my style metaphoric<br />To bricks and ten tons stacks hard to lift<br />The artist, comin out the Fifth darkness<br /><br />[Elo]<br />We go back like ancients, while you ain't shit<br />Sub-terrainean, never against the grain-ean<br />Afro-American slash half-blade-ean<br />In your universe, my star's the most radiant<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Aiyyo it's all the way live, from 2-1-5<br />Plus admission is denied so just wait outside<br />Two extremes collide like Jekyl and Hyde<br />And I provie you wit the swerve you need, but take heed<br />You travellin like speed<br />Iller than adventures you might read<br />O-fficial original breed, the just-ice league, yo it's the P-5-D<br />Style fashionist, other MC's they actresses<br /><br />[Elo]<br />Yo it's the high-opposed, you bout to get shot down<br />Tryin to fly above this Illa-Fifth compound<br />You've known since the get-go, I rock your disco<br />Ain't nobody badder, but yo you get my gist so<br />I represent so you gotta squint<br />As far as how I do it you ain't compen-sate<br />We causin nui-sance and get in-decent so save your two cents<br />Don't come in my district, kickin that *bullshit*<br /><br />[Black Thought]<br />Yo it's all simplistic, limited click get<br />Lyrically lifted, touchin the Fifth shit<br />Trenches of the mentally twisted, you enlisted<br />5 was the emblem on the mic you got hit wit<br /><br />[Elo]<br />And I stomp ya, till you call me conqueror<br />Back-slappin all the niggas that slept<br />Thinkin that Elo could ever disappear<br />I'm strippin they vi near<br />Wit this non ether reefer, quiet frequent premiere<br /><br />Chorus 2x
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