| Song | I Remain Calm |
| Artist | The Roots |
| Album | Do You Want More?!!!??! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Questlove | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| It's the ' | |
| I remain calm' but for urge to erk | |
| Come out my humble go berserk | |
| And make you swallow your smirk | |
| I splurge most and bash, capacitate mass | |
| I fascinate as | |
| I assassinate and show task | |
| Characters and egos, get crushed in trust | |
| And my words stampede like herds in a dusk | |
| Cream of all crops, topics | |
| I drop with | |
| TrotterWhen heated up, | |
| I gets hotter cause | |
| I'm proper | |
| You never knew the levitude the clever few | |
| Different tax for revenue man if you ever knewthe tac-tic, strategies, of word, capabilities | |
| Display, decease | |
| The rhythm and man how it swerved and curved | |
| Made a niggaz dream but his hope deferred then stirred | |
| Dig the mentals, | |
| Papermate, | |
| Bic's and | |
| Number 2 pencils | |
| My credentials blow on instrumentals | |
| I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome | |
| Mysterious vibes, like | |
| I was the phantom | |
| Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze | |
| You're fucked when the lyrics get bucked because | |
| I grazeNever animosity, on my property | |
| Niggaz acropoly, or they feel extreme monstrosity | |
| Wreakin' leak out the verbals? | |
| Don't forget it | |
| The chief of edit then | |
| Malik'll shred it, yeah, | |
| I said itI remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| That nigga thought flows like a river | |
| I deliverStyles like | |
| Domino's, eyes closed | |
| I inhaleEquality follow me now son | |
| Listen my divisions advance | |
| I surpass one half the rap mass | |
| The other half, want my autograph, because | |
| I got soul | |
| Plus a ghetto stroll similar to | |
| ShaftIt's the mic rapers, splittin' | |
| Phillies in the cellar | |
| My acapella verse, can stomp, | |
| I delete comp | |
| My rated X, larynx, wrecks your context | |
| I'm complex, confusin', lyrically amusin', | |
| I drink brews | |
| Then when | |
| I'm groovin' | |
| I'm no longer human | |
| I'd like to take this time to give a shout to all the money makers | |
| In the house galore they help me turn it out | |
| I whip the cap to the max, | |
| I'm laid back, like your gramps | |
| I make, niggaz unbalanced like they spendin' food stamps | |
| I take, my time when | |
| I rhyme lovely, me nah like ugly like | |
| God we get odd to the rhythms | |
| Rappers thinkin' of steppin' up, what the fuck you're doin'? | |
| I amplify the hymn to bring your empire to ruin | |
| Who's your girl screwin' fellas? | |
| Jealous because | |
| I'm flyKeep my sneakers dry, when you cry, baby | |
| See I can have you headin' for the border like a | |
| ReFugee from | |
| HaitiAiyyo, this brother drivin' my cab, tried to flip, saying | |
| Pay me in advance, | |
| I asked him if he ever danced | |
| In the dark, with the rap | |
| Devil, black thought | |
| See niggaz who get caught off guard remain scarred | |
| Into air, with headphones remainin' on the domes | |
| They hair | |
| I resound and astound and scare | |
| I reign terror into another nigga rap era, my rhymes sedate | |
| I duplicate, like aloe vera | |
| I'm extreme, restin' in the land | |
| Of the plot and the scheme | |
| Peace to Rock and the | |
| Equal Team | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm |
| zuo ci : Questlove | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| It' s the ' | |
| I remain calm' but for urge to erk | |
| Come out my humble go berserk | |
| And make you swallow your smirk | |
| I splurge most and bash, capacitate mass | |
| I fascinate as | |
| I assassinate and show task | |
| Characters and egos, get crushed in trust | |
| And my words stampede like herds in a dusk | |
| Cream of all crops, topics | |
| I drop with | |
| TrotterWhen heated up, | |
| I gets hotter cause | |
| I' m proper | |
| You never knew the levitude the clever few | |
| Different tax for revenue man if you ever knewthe tactic, strategies, of word, capabilities | |
| Display, decease | |
| The rhythm and man how it swerved and curved | |
| Made a niggaz dream but his hope deferred then stirred | |
| Dig the mentals, | |
| Papermate, | |
| Bic' s and | |
| Number 2 pencils | |
| My credentials blow on instrumentals | |
| I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome | |
| Mysterious vibes, like | |
| I was the phantom | |
| Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze | |
| You' re fucked when the lyrics get bucked because | |
| I grazeNever animosity, on my property | |
| Niggaz acropoly, or they feel extreme monstrosity | |
| Wreakin' leak out the verbals? | |
| Don' t forget it | |
| The chief of edit then | |
| Malik' ll shred it, yeah, | |
| I said itI remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| That nigga thought flows like a river | |
| I deliverStyles like | |
| Domino' s, eyes closed | |
| I inhaleEquality follow me now son | |
| Listen my divisions advance | |
| I surpass one half the rap mass | |
| The other half, want my autograph, because | |
| I got soul | |
| Plus a ghetto stroll similar to | |
| ShaftIt' s the mic rapers, splittin' | |
| Phillies in the cellar | |
| My acapella verse, can stomp, | |
| I delete comp | |
| My rated X, larynx, wrecks your context | |
| I' m complex, confusin', lyrically amusin', | |
| I drink brews | |
| Then when | |
| I' m groovin' | |
| I' m no longer human | |
| I' d like to take this time to give a shout to all the money makers | |
| In the house galore they help me turn it out | |
| I whip the cap to the max, | |
| I' m laid back, like your gramps | |
| I make, niggaz unbalanced like they spendin' food stamps | |
| I take, my time when | |
| I rhyme lovely, me nah like ugly like | |
| God we get odd to the rhythms | |
| Rappers thinkin' of steppin' up, what the fuck you' re doin'? | |
| I amplify the hymn to bring your empire to ruin | |
| Who' s your girl screwin' fellas? | |
| Jealous because | |
| I' m flyKeep my sneakers dry, when you cry, baby | |
| See I can have you headin' for the border like a | |
| ReFugee from | |
| HaitiAiyyo, this brother drivin' my cab, tried to flip, saying | |
| Pay me in advance, | |
| I asked him if he ever danced | |
| In the dark, with the rap | |
| Devil, black thought | |
| See niggaz who get caught off guard remain scarred | |
| Into air, with headphones remainin' on the domes | |
| They hair | |
| I resound and astound and scare | |
| I reign terror into another nigga rap era, my rhymes sedate | |
| I duplicate, like aloe vera | |
| I' m extreme, restin' in the land | |
| Of the plot and the scheme | |
| Peace to Rock and the | |
| Equal Team | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm |
| zuò cí : Questlove | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| It' s the ' | |
| I remain calm' but for urge to erk | |
| Come out my humble go berserk | |
| And make you swallow your smirk | |
| I splurge most and bash, capacitate mass | |
| I fascinate as | |
| I assassinate and show task | |
| Characters and egos, get crushed in trust | |
| And my words stampede like herds in a dusk | |
| Cream of all crops, topics | |
| I drop with | |
| TrotterWhen heated up, | |
| I gets hotter cause | |
| I' m proper | |
| You never knew the levitude the clever few | |
| Different tax for revenue man if you ever knewthe tactic, strategies, of word, capabilities | |
| Display, decease | |
| The rhythm and man how it swerved and curved | |
| Made a niggaz dream but his hope deferred then stirred | |
| Dig the mentals, | |
| Papermate, | |
| Bic' s and | |
| Number 2 pencils | |
| My credentials blow on instrumentals | |
| I write an anthem throw a tantrum and remain handsome | |
| Mysterious vibes, like | |
| I was the phantom | |
| Erupt abruptly, then conduct amaze | |
| You' re fucked when the lyrics get bucked because | |
| I grazeNever animosity, on my property | |
| Niggaz acropoly, or they feel extreme monstrosity | |
| Wreakin' leak out the verbals? | |
| Don' t forget it | |
| The chief of edit then | |
| Malik' ll shred it, yeah, | |
| I said itI remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| That nigga thought flows like a river | |
| I deliverStyles like | |
| Domino' s, eyes closed | |
| I inhaleEquality follow me now son | |
| Listen my divisions advance | |
| I surpass one half the rap mass | |
| The other half, want my autograph, because | |
| I got soul | |
| Plus a ghetto stroll similar to | |
| ShaftIt' s the mic rapers, splittin' | |
| Phillies in the cellar | |
| My acapella verse, can stomp, | |
| I delete comp | |
| My rated X, larynx, wrecks your context | |
| I' m complex, confusin', lyrically amusin', | |
| I drink brews | |
| Then when | |
| I' m groovin' | |
| I' m no longer human | |
| I' d like to take this time to give a shout to all the money makers | |
| In the house galore they help me turn it out | |
| I whip the cap to the max, | |
| I' m laid back, like your gramps | |
| I make, niggaz unbalanced like they spendin' food stamps | |
| I take, my time when | |
| I rhyme lovely, me nah like ugly like | |
| God we get odd to the rhythms | |
| Rappers thinkin' of steppin' up, what the fuck you' re doin'? | |
| I amplify the hymn to bring your empire to ruin | |
| Who' s your girl screwin' fellas? | |
| Jealous because | |
| I' m flyKeep my sneakers dry, when you cry, baby | |
| See I can have you headin' for the border like a | |
| ReFugee from | |
| HaitiAiyyo, this brother drivin' my cab, tried to flip, saying | |
| Pay me in advance, | |
| I asked him if he ever danced | |
| In the dark, with the rap | |
| Devil, black thought | |
| See niggaz who get caught off guard remain scarred | |
| Into air, with headphones remainin' on the domes | |
| They hair | |
| I resound and astound and scare | |
| I reign terror into another nigga rap era, my rhymes sedate | |
| I duplicate, like aloe vera | |
| I' m extreme, restin' in the land | |
| Of the plot and the scheme | |
| Peace to Rock and the | |
| Equal Team | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm | |
| I remain calm, lyrically | |
| I got the bomb | |
| When you put me on, | |
| I remain calm |