The Roots — Datskat

[Hook] Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! [Verse 1: Black Thought] Di-bi-dis-banks, hip-flip-a-didip-didim-dow-hound You wonder 'bout the sweat pon my brow, formulatin' nouns I'll get down, boogie brother rock on, right on, right on The brown rhymer organically grown, I've shown, while Sip-pida-didip-styles and proceed, to flow You know I'm flyer than G.I. so yo Joe Fuck, I run amuck 'cause I'm the father of the fattest skatter Black is intellectual, cat that is perpetually Ritually catchin' wreck, don't step, I cut ya I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter words To prop up Afrika Bambaataa, a lotta brothers is out there Waitin' on that new shit, well, this is how we do, kid The levels is correct, one-two, call in a blunt, too The front two run through, good for you Brand new styles like Kung-Fu And rip this from the front to the back To all my peoples, where you at? I know you dig it when I kick it [Hook] Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! [Verse 2: Malik B] Wadibi-dee-doo-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop Skiggy-dang, skiggy-dang, you knows we gonna rock And don't stop, just droppin off my bags, you fags When you define, the word behind deserves you lags We blast off like launchers, launchin' off the rockets If you bugs, if you act like plugs, you're gettin' pulled outta sockets The extra-curricular, particularly this Miraculous, in lyrics they be callin' me Jesus Please, just call me Malik, I'm not a prophet Pass me a topic and I'll drop it Because it gets hairier, never marry a or flurries a throne To hell with a boy upon the microphone Will be convenient, I'm never bein' lenient On them folk who gonna slow-up 'cause they a dope But a-bi-dee-doo-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop We makin' touchdowns 'cause we knockin' butts down, so [Hook] Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby! Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it, baby!