The Roots Can't Stop This

Can't Stop This

The Roots


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Today at 5:47 PM
You know, my man Jay Dee was a true hip-hop artist
I can't explain the influence that his mind and ear
Has had on my band, myself
And the careers of so many other artists
The most humble, modest, worthy and gifted beat maker I've known
And definitely the best producer on the mic
Never without that signature smile and head bouncing to the beat
Jay Dee had a passion for life and music and will never be forgotten
He was a brother that was loved by me and I love what he's done for us
And although I'm happy he's no longer
In the pain he'd been recently feeling
I'm crushed by the pain of his absence
The name's Dilla Dawg and I can only rep the real and the raw
My man Dilla, rest in peace
Who? Who is it?
There comes a time
Last of the red hot, hip-hop lovin' emcees
That came up off grits and government cheese
The only thing I ever really loved in my life was a mic
Some of my niggas fell in love with MP's, come on
Work the bass, nigga, juggle them keys
I'm tryna get a piece of this government greed
Then smack 'em in the melon with another LP
Come on, help a couple people in the struggle get free
We from the block where people stay prepared to rock
And it's hard 'cause opportunity be scared to knock
And more people in the hood found dead from cops
With guns that drop, that sprayed off random shots
But what you know good, people say they in the hood for good
You ain't a prisoner, the world got more to it
Sky's the limit, it don't take but a minute
Don't fear for your people, nigga, my hood's your hood
Yeah, get it
I know in these trying times it feels confusing
That's why I can't tell y'all to dance to the music
Unless we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
I want my people to rock this
Bang this music in your speakers and boxes
Langston Hughes is 'bout as deep as my thoughts is
Sit back and I'ma paint you a portrait
This stress can make you think you done lost it
Shit can have you exhausted, just
Picture the planet and imagine it's yours, kid
Don't ever let nobody knock you out of your orbit
I never seen a bridge we couldn't shuffle across it
Got a lot of people living a life that's pure trivia
Real hip-hopper they tryna get rid of ya
Can't have that because here come the city of Philly
Put an end to all the trivia, really
Where I'm walking, everybody ain't pretty or friendly
It's work, my whole life, they ain't give me a penny
Coming up between a rock and a hard, watching for God
People hip-hopping with no option at all, yo
This how it's going down
I know in these trying times it feels confusing
That's why I can't tell y'all to dance to the music
Unless we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
We rip our heart to pieces for the rap's special sound
The robe's long enough to be considered a gown
Thoughts brim is sharp enough to be considered a crown
When the plate come, take some, pass it around
It's the last of the hip-hop lovin' emcees
In front of an audience that never been pleased
I'm coming from all the streets that never been clean
And speaking for any face that never been seen
This debonair style of my words is high-caliber
Speaking my mind for every day that's on the calendar
'Cause I done been quiet 'bout as long as I can handle it
Walked a mile in these boots that I'm standing in
Mellow soul brother with his lyrical dean on
The stages I'm seen on, mic I fiend on
When it's all full of soul, that's when it mean more
I never hesitate to give a shoulder to lean on, yo
Check it out, man
I know in these trying times it feels confusing
That's why I can't tell y'all to dance to the music
Unless we face it first and try not to lose it
Even if it gets worse, they can't stop this
Yo, it's Mr. Jay Dee Dilla
Jay Dee
Basically, man, Dilla changed the game
He started a movement, you know what I'm sayin'?
He like an unsung hero, you know what I'm sayin'?
Y'all gotta give it up, people gotta know about Dilla
'Cause Dilla was like the greatest triple threat of all time
A lot of these cats dig on your music but they don't know your name
The boy was his, he was, he was the potentest
He's everything the culture's deserved
He was the vibe
A genius with the sound
And his humbleness is something we'll never forget
Jay Dee was a genius
The man was the king of the beat
There will never be another like him
The greatest on beats, you know what I'm sayin'?
Muhammad Ali of beats
I'm very fortunate to have known this man
He could take anything, take anything
Any noise, any instrument, and not
I've seen him take instruments up and not be trained how to play it
Just make something great
This man, this man, this man
This man is truly one of the most brilliant minds
To ever have come across this planet
I love you so much
Jay Dee, I love you so much
We developed a friendship
Such a humble, good person
He's taught me a lot
There's been times I wanna give up
And I just look at him, and how hard he worked





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