The Roots — You Got Me Live Dave Chappelles Block Party

[Interlude: Black Thought & Jill Scott] Yeah, uh Give it up one more time, Brooklyn Make some noise for my man Common Holdin' it down, reppin' the Chi As we continue on, you are now rockin' with the best Roots Crew from Philly Number one sound system, come on Uh I think we gonna have some fun with this one right here Uh Good Uh, I feel it comin' on Hey (Uh) Yeah, uh One-two [Intro: Jill Scott & Black Thought] I'm gonna take my time (Uh, take your time) When I search, I do find (Uh) I'm gonna take my pace (Uh-huh) When I use my mind, I win the race I'm going to take my time (Uh-huh) When I search, I do find I'm going to take it slowly To make sure that you know me La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la La-la-la, la La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la La-la-la, la-la, oh You cannot put me in a box, no (Uh) My soul just don't fit in one I am the moon and the rising sun My new shit has just begun I can take you higher (Uh, uh, uh) I can take you low (Uh, uh, uh) It's not a matter of what I put on, no It's just a matter of my soul [Verse 1: Black Thought] Somebody told me that this planet was small We used to live in the same building, on the same floor And never met before until I'm overseas on tour And peeped this Ethiopian queen from Philly takin' classes abroad Studyin' film, photo, flash, focus, record And said she workin' on a flick and could my clique do the score? And she loved my show in Brooklyn, but then we had to go And when I stepped off the stage I took a piece of her heart We knew from the start things fall apart and tend to shatter She said, "Don't matter" and when I'm home, get at her Through letter, phone, whatever, let's link, let's get together Shit, you think not? Like I went home and forgot? Time passed, we in Philly, she up in my spot Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her is makin' her hot Started buildin' with her constantly around-the-clock Now she in my world like hip-hop, and keep tellin' me, tellin' me, tellin' me [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry Don't worry, don't worry, you know [Verse 2: Black Thought] I'm the type that's always catchin' a flight And then sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night And that's when she flip and get on some old "Yo, that' ain't right, it's like I'm— I'm on the side and you in love with your mic I know you gotta get your paper, daddy, keep that shit tight But, yo, I— I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me? Now I was talkin' to my sister from New York City She said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty, psych I'm playin', boo, you know it's just with you I'm stayin' And when brothers is poppin' game, I don't hear what they sayin', psych I'm playin', boo, you know it's just with you I'm stayin' And when brothers is poppin' game, I don't hear what they sayin' Now when you're out and on the move, think of me when you rhyme Don't be listenin' to your homies, they be leadin' you blind I can trust her, like I'm a king for real Ayo, you know relationships get ill, she keep tellin' me— uh [Chorus: Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry Don't worry, don't worry, you know [Verse 3: Black Thought] That snake could be that chick and that rat could be that cool cat That's whisperin', "She tryin' to play you for a fool, Black" If something's on your chest, then let it be known See, I'm not every five minutes all on the phone And on the topic of trust, it's just a matter of fact That people be bitin' back and tryna fracture what's intact And they'll forever be, I ain't on some "I'm a celebrity" I deal with the real, and if it's artificial, let it be I've seen people caught in love like whirlwinds Listenin' to they squad and girlfriends That's exactly the spot they whole world ends Lies come in, that's where that drama begins [Chorus: Erykah Badu & Jill Scott] If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby— If you were worried 'bout where (If you were worried 'bout where) I been or who I saw or (I been or who I saw or) What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you— oh, oh, oh (Oh) [Refrain: Jill Scott & Erykah Badu] If you were worried (Oh) 'Bout where I been Oh, baby, don't worry, don't worry I'll take you everywhere You know, no tricks When I am faithful to you alone If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry, you know that you got me [Outro: Black Thought] There it is, y'all Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh, uh, uh Say what? Roots crew up in the place I like that Brooklyn Jill Scott, Erykah Badu Legendary Roots crew from Philly, ladies and gentlemen Brooklyn Party ain't over The party's not over Yeah Roots crew from Philly [Interlude] I seen y'all boys on that double-X L I seen it, too Yeah, I don't like how y'all called me for it, though I'm not bitter Hahaha See, I almost fought my publishers over that cover I said, "Wait a minute"