Table of contents chords and lyrics - THE ROOTS

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[Verse 1]
[F]Is this fast [Am]or normal speed?
Yea, knawsayin?, yea,
Table of Contents
Fuckin wit it, one two,
[C]it'[Am]s the Table of Cont[C]ents, come on[Am]
Uh [G]yea, uh huh, [Am]yo
Check it out, [C]you're now

[Verse 2]
intuned to the sounds of the
R to the, double- O to the,
T- S and I stretch limit to this profession
My voice physically fit, tracks
I'm bench- pressing
The mic chord is an extension
[Am]of my intestine
[C]Delicate MC's sliced in
[Am]my delicatessan
[C]My mind state [Am]is that of the S- P
[C]Connection, Pennsy a part [G]of me, South
[Am]Philly through my arteries
Thought the dark [C]one, fearsome, slump son
My vocal just a knuckle that sucker
punched the drum
Hip- hop yo that's my hustle
and it [Am]kill a kingdom
That Fall Apart to drastic [C]propor- tion
Lost ones out there, you [Am]better stand clear
The [C]Fifth Dyn[G]asty,
it be [Am]a world premier
Cuttin' [G]through like attorneys
at [Am]law that's car chasin'
You [G]star gaz[Am]ing,
the force y'all facin' is the
R- [C]to the, double- O to the, T- S an'
Y'all niggaz in the mix,
keep guessin'
The world traveler in the flesh
without question
Last seven years on tour without restin'
Yo the kind of [G]rapper you should
[Am]reconsider testin'
Su[C]preme simply, [Am]o- fficial Dundee
What [G]I bring'll motivate to move
your [Am]whole country
Throw your [G]hands up if y'all want
[Am]me to proceed wit
And carry out stra[C]tegic
plans to leave wit
The title that I'm watchin,
Roots we run- ting
My Dundee atire for [Am]MC hunting
Step up and out the [C]ring
Y'all niggaz on some other,
y'all loud as Don King
[Am]But wine drink within
the danger [G]zone lounging
You [Am]need to be more aware
[G]of your surroundings
[Am]Reality at times is [G]astounding enough
to get your [Am]heart pounding
It's [C]safe to assume,
in all confidence
That I'm one of the illest in the
seven continents
Yo, you on my dick,
thanks for the compliments
You be fucked up by my Table
of Contents (begins fading)
Bad Lieu[Am]tenant,
you I been rhymin' since
The [C]fuckin past tense, [Am]fuck no delayin'
Or [C]playin' taking [Am]your wing way
back in the [C]day of yo[Am]
[C]Motherfuckin' mind

[Verse 3]
[C]
It' the R- to the,
double- O to the, T- S an'
Yo [Am]yo, it's the R to t[C]he,
double- O to the, T- S [Am]an' yo
When I strike to [C]ex cite,
I just aim, I never miss
Embrace you wit a hug of death,
give your ass a slight kiss
Toxic words that spill over pages,
for ages
Impacts like M- 16's to twelve
[Am]gauges
The rage is [C]still in me, never
act too friendly
Scully down creepin' while
you tilted off [Am]Henny
Many man [C]be gin pure but in
this world of sin your
Holdin' tight my mor- al by
[Am]in- jure
[C]We scramble, because this game life
is the gamble
Vandalize your terrain,
go against the grain
Invade your brain wit the collision
causing division
Sweep your sector,
leavin' you niggaz for stool- [Am]pi geons
[C]Sweep your sector,
leavin' you niggaz for stool- pigeons
Sweep your sector,
leavin' you niggaz for stool- [Am]pigeons
[C]My religion is a way of life,
but the trife replays
Cuz niggaz actin' shiest these [Am]days
Wagin' wars,
usin' dynamics cuz I'ma slam it
You talkin' all this out out your mouth,
you satan[Am]ic
[C]Roam the planet, always
takin' bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but you still
can't under[Am]stand it
You told to sit back,
stand still and chill
Niggaz bound to clap shots
cuz they all act ill
Wit a sour- ass taste smilin'
up in your face
I'm like trust,
never leavin' no trial or no [Am]trace
Disappear wit the wind,
? shows the discipline
Twenty- five years of my life
I learned to miss amend
Peep the structure of
a whole empire
Smuggled sealed tai,
pack lyrics [Am]like Kya
Verbal messiah,
when I cross I set a fire
Wacker MC went in doubt cuz I'm [C]for hire