The Spark Songtext
von The Roots

Part two
One, two, three

Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it′s time to spark shit
Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, yo, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it's time to spark shit


Look, God, I walk around a little edgy already
Y′all MCs come into my face, but my aim steady
And militant is still the most strategic plan
I float across seas and, breeze across land
Standin', any thoughts of murder within
The structure of this world that's corrupted with sin
I′m always hittin′ to leave MCs guessin'
For any transgression in my perimeter, there will be a blessin′
And your explicit, intoxicated buddha session, so stop stressin'
Me with the madness, puttin′ niggas on my had list
Yo, sadness is felt, you shuffled and your cards get dealt
Jim Carrey-ass niggas start to melt
Impact like a buckle being swung from off a belt
You need help or shelter when in the realms of a welter
My way will tilt ya, hold a lime and say, "Change your filter"
My attitude a product of society
So sometimes for gratitude, you know you can't rely on me
Niggas eyein′ me with looks of the anxiety
Wonderin' what's in my heart, the loss of the impiety
Yo, it depends on which one you bring to surface
At times I get trifle, but to worship is my purpose
Malik B blend with the tree to spot an enemy
You′re cloggin′ me up, cat, now vacate the vicinity, yo

The feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it's time to spark shit
Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, yo, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it′s time to spark shit


I'm symbolic to a ballad, it′s Abdul-Malik
Don't approach with bullshit, I′m quick to call it invalid
Rout' through your district, we keep it simplistic
No need for the rap or the talk, put it on heart
Show me the vault or the safe 'cause I′m on the paper chase
Weight the route, stake about thirty down my waist
I′m tryin' to get it, these brain-violin′ thoughts become acidic
With one in the chamber, ready to aim and spit it
A thoroughbreded teammate makin' cash to split it
I take what you got to give ′cause I got to live
The last hour, I bet your ass it wax sour
Might act up, but I still could pass dour
I'm usin′ new ways to try to reach these better days
Instead of tryin' to take you under, I just make you wonder
I still fast, make salat, and pay zakat
I didn't make hajj yet, but that′s my next project
Livin′ two lives, one eternal, one with true lies
Keepin' a hope, knowin′ there's answer to my du′as
In the quarters, livin' modest with my nigga Trotter
I circle my foes like a tawaf around the Kaaba
I used to live life like there was no mañana
Now I′m treatin' every breath like it was Your Honor
I'm militant with the fifth, but stand firm like a pillar
I′m I-N-T-L like Manila, yo

The feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it′s time to spark shit
Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, yo, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it's time to spark shit
Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, yo, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it′s time to spark shit
Yo, the feet that I walk with, the ears that I hear with
The eyes that I see with, yo, the mouth that I talk with
The terror that I stalk with, now it's time to spark shit

This is what it′s all about
This is what it's all about
This is what it′s all about
This is what it's all about
This is what it's all about
This is what it′s all about
This is what it′s all about