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"Without a Doubt" is a track by The Roots, from the album Things Fall Apart, released 23rd February 1999. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro: Black Thought & Lady B] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Yes, yes, ah Come on, come on, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Another one of those Saturday nights, y'all Yeah, take heed Yeah, check it out, come on You're now rockin' with the best, uh Without a doubt, take heed, y'all Come on, yeah, uh Uh, yo, about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt [Verse 1: Black Thought] Check it out now, it's the type cerebral World-renowned, illustrious, illegal My musical infection Bubblin' within your zone like champagne Known as the Fifth campaign Thought be doin' his damn thang Bent like a boomerang, tryna maintain I'm both yin and yang from Mi Kan Lang With your lady hittin' me up, I'm never answering Let her miss me, see me, then she all tryna kiss me Talkin' 'bout, "I dig you, Tariq, the way you twist me" Meanwhile, she comin' home tipsy, all grinnin' And what you used to fit in before, you now swimmin' Just take a dive, P5 deep, the team winnin' Takin' hip-hop back to the beginnin' 'Cause emcees are pretendin' I slap your sound out the sky like I'm goaltendin' Bring your career to an ending Enter the next era, transcending for real Know what I'm sayin'? If not, then, man, listen For you to try to fuck with the Fifth, that's ambition I let y'all know the time indeed, y'all need to— [Chorus: Lady B] Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt [Verse 2: Black Thought] Yo, I control the stadium like the law, long arm Warn, ring the alarm, 'cause here The Roots come The funk's all ready for whoever want some Your album get split like a lump sum No doubt, under this influence of the Falcon Millennium spaceship, totally wasted Schoolly D classic, though I vocally laced it Taste this swerve on a regular basis Servin' y'all wherever the place is Blowin' connoisseur quality in my competitor's faces This is without doubt, your lady pass out (Yo) This Illa-Fifth Twilight Zone, you ass out Shout to my brothers on back route Whippin' the short that's smacked out, dig it Strump this in your cassette deck, hip-hop has not left yet I sent a verse in the mail like a death threat The critically-acclaimed composer, stand over Whichever mute minuscule mic holder You never knew the real before, yo, I'll show you You need to make your thoughts more sober, think it over [Chorus: Lady B] Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt Take heed, y'all Get a little P5D, y'all Straight from the town of Philly, y'all We about to give you what you need, y'all Without a doubt [Outro] Yo, Black Thought, Kamal on the keys Questlove rock, Shock on the M-I-C The fifth Dynasty, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all Glenn Hubbard, Malik B The Godfather, Illa-Fifth in the place to be It's the Roots Crew, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all Black Thought, Kamal on the keys Questlove rock, Shock on the M-I-C Fifth Dynasty, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all Glenn Hubbard, Malik B The Godfather, Illa-Fifth in the place to be It's the Roots Crew, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all Black Thought, Kamal on the keys Questlove rock, Shock on the M-I-C The fifth Dynasty, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all, y'all Glenn Hubbard, Malik B Godfather, Illa-Fifth
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