The Ultimate - Live (1999 Palais X-Tra)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it

We are the ultimate, c'mon(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock, c'mon y'all

Yo my definition is a lyricist for hire

My vocal's a passport that never expire

The crowd loud like fifty rounds of gun fire

Screamin' out "The Roots" while

I balance with the wire

Yo, expert in this profession, the session

In 1987, I linked up with the question

Eleven years later we shared crop wit

GeffenIn musical hell, but hip-hop forever heaven

My thoughts, interwoven and deep like

BeethovenThis foul world so filled of shit is like a clogged up colon

Swollen with minds that got stolen

Fake-ass cops, uncontrollable patrol men

Torture, blood flow like bodies of water

Fathers sexually assaultin' they own daughter

Out of sync, outta order like a puzzle

In the land of the unseen hand that hold juggle

In a game of life, yo it's hard to roll a double

Tryin' times, take lives and separate couples

Kids thinkin' they grown, tellin' they moms, "Fuck you"

Under they breath, livin' in the last times left

Peep the imagery strep, across the sky like a canvas

And we're the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darkness

Time to set it off, let's spark this

Switzerland, let's spark this

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate rock-rockin' it

We are the ultimate, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

C'mon(Rock-rockin' it)

C'mon(Rock-rockin' it)

Yo my definition is the lyricist for hire

You couldn't have a clue, it's about to transpire

The books

I buy live arms

I acquireThe

Fifth, similar to ghetto gospel choir

We explore the whole states plus record

In flight buds, trip that was a prisoner in war

Four-four the corridor, seal it, no floor

But I could see the drop was a mile aboard

To the bottom, electrical shock for rhymes

I said, "I don't got 'em",

Guess it kinda presented a problem

When I understood, they said, "Let him go"

I woke up, though we descended to

London, Heathrow

And now with a past, fuckin' with border patrol

I'm findin' it out,

I'm leakin' with my people

Hit the studio, spread this information

In daze of frustration fogged the education

From Illa-

Fifth to Switzerland destination

The Roots du journ, go check the translation

The dictionary of devout topics, far from

EbonicsThe

Fifth Dynast, they can't stop it, yo

Zurlich y'all keep it tight heed

While The

Roots Crew smoke weed

Yo, we are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate, say what?(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

We are the ultimate(Rock-rockin' it)

C'mon rock-rockin' it, rock-rockin' it, they go