Rolling With Heat )
The Roots Lyrics


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Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat
Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef
Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat
Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef

I tattoo the page with the permanent ink
Mr. Rourke on your Fantasy Island
The umbrella in your tropical drinks
Still run it up it, liquor in your cup
Fucking you up
Hang over the banister
You feel the rush of the blood going straight to your brain
Ain't no love, you only love bringing hate to the game
Taking my name in vain, mistaking license for freedom
He make music for the people, people dying to meet him
People!
We still abuse it, while the rich is made of music
He probably driving a Buick and be rocking van--- ?
G-you-E relevant, see how his man do it
Fucking with niggas from illa fifth, see how we ran through it
The river in the valley
The nigga in the alley
Rolling with the heat from BK to killer Cali
The hands will fake the clapping
You'll be collasping
You softer than the land on legs
Transforming the landscape
Like a sandstorm in the Sahara
I am the truest nigga
I do more shows than The Roots to Carol Lewis
Creative artist, never play the targets of game hunters
You may want to test this product like cane smugglers
Dis disco shit
Popping like Crisco
Hitting your face
Spit in your face like pistol shit
My style, wild like wipple whip
I go back like a pistol grip
It's pro-black, Kweli!

Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat
Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef
Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat
Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef

I'm a threat like Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms
Willy gank, spit the killer dank dialogue
Pyro-maniac like Dr. Molotov
I knock the bottle off
And knock the model off
Gots some non-believers here
Some how I'll save y'all
Or stop y'all worries, you makin me vexed
Hit up gekko, this ain't got gold correct
I'll fucking bounty hunt your body like I'm Boba Fett
Cause you a toy not a soldier yet
You better hold your neck
You dick smokers get no respect
With the blood, ice your watch, rock your rocks
Better rock it on the screen and not the blocks
'cause them crews don't stop them shots
It's so many that fly, they chase down, I just stop and watch
I'm from the south side of philly, it's known to get gruesome
Heavy hitter villians these alleyways produce them
Heavy hitter on a pocket we find a way to juice them
They may as well pay, schmuck
Introducing the be -to L-A see me the king splitter
Then analyze this dime, the main thing glitter
Then analyze the taste in your mouth, it seem bitter
Ganster, valid dick torian, graduate of I dare you
If you are paper thin I'm a tear you
I'm a come take care of you put a part in your hairdo
You barking like I'm a starting to scare you
But speak up like a man nigga so your body guards can hear you

Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat
Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef
Downtown everybody move to the beat
Uptown everybody moving the heat




Cross-town the party where both sides meet
Eastside, westside, there's always beef

Overall Meaning

The Roots's "Rolling with Heat" is a song that delves into the realities of the streets in the urban areas, where violence is rampant, and people survive by whatever means necessary. The first few lines of the song give listeners an idea of how people move in the different parts of the city. It talks about how people move to the beat downtown, while uptown is where people are moving with heat. Contrarily, the east and west sides always pose a problem because thereโ€™s always beef between the areas. The lyrics show how difficult it is for people to get along, even if they're in the same city. Amid this reality, some people still leverage the situation to make money and get famous.


The song also talks about an artist who makes music for the people, but still finds a way to rise above the struggles. The lyrics hint that this artist is the truest, and his followers revere him, but others use his music to gain profit. The song speaks to the discrepancies and dangers of the music industry and how some exploit it. The lyrics are politically charged, satirical, and highlight issues that exist today, especially in the Black community. The way The Roots present their lyrics is raw, honest, and straightforward, making it another excellent piece showcasing the band's unique sound and thoughtful lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Downtown everybody move to the beat
People in downtown are dancing to the music and enjoying themselves


Uptown everybody moving the heat
In uptown, everyone is carrying guns and ready for conflict


Cross-town the party where both sides meet
The party is taking place in an area where both sides (good and bad) come together


Eastside, westside, there's always beef
There's always conflict between the two sides of town


I tattoo the page with the permanent ink
The artist is leaving a permanent impression on the audience with their music


Mr. Rourke on your Fantasy Island
The artist is like the host of the party, creating a lively and exhilarating atmosphere


The umbrella in your tropical drinks
The artist is the one providing the entertainment at the party, adding to the fun tropical vibe


Still run it up it, liquor in your cup
The artist is still performing and getting the party going while everyone is still drinking


Fucking you up
The artist's music is having a big impact on the audience, making them feel good and letting loose


Hang over the banister
People are leaning over the balcony, enjoying the party atmosphere


You feel the rush of the blood going straight to your brain
The music is so exciting that it makes people feel energized


Ain't no love, you only love bringing hate to the game
Some people in the crowd aren't there to have a good time, they're looking for trouble


Taking my name in vain, mistaking license for freedom
People are using the artist's name for their own purposes, not giving them the respect they deserve


He make music for the people, people dying to meet him
The artist is very popular and people are excited to be at the party and hear their music


We still abuse it, while the rich is made of music
Some people are taking advantage of the party and the music, without realizing its true value


He probably driving a Buick and be rocking van--- ?
The artist is successful, but they're still humble and not flashy or materialistic


G-you-E relevant, see how his man do it
The artist is still relevant and making great music, and inspiring others to do the same


Fucking with niggas from illa fifth, see how we ran through it
The artist has been through tough times, but they've persevered and are still successful


The river in the valley
The setting for the party is in a valley near a river


The nigga in the alley
There is someone lurking in the alley, possibly up to no good


Rolling with the heat from BK to killer Cali
People are armed and dangerous from Brooklyn to California


The hands will fake the clapping
Some people in the crowd are just going through the motions, pretending to have a good time


You'll be collasping
The party is so intense that some people may not be able to handle it and collapse


You softer than the land on legs
Some people in the crowd are weak and can't handle the intensity of the party


Transforming the landscape
The party is so intense that it's changing the landscape of the area


Like a sandstorm in the Sahara
The party is like a powerful sandstorm in the desert, blowing everything away


I am the truest nigga
The artist is real and authentic, true to themselves and their music


I do more shows than The Roots to Carol Lewis
The artist is very productive and active, doing more shows than even a successful band like The Roots


Creative artist, never play the targets of game hunters
The artist is creative and original, not following trends or being a target for critics or haters


You may want to test this product like cane smugglers
Some people may doubt the artist's music or skills, but they're the real deal


Dis disco shit
The artist's music is a mix of different genres and styles, including disco


Popping like Crisco
The music is very popular and catchy, like a brand of cooking oil


Hitting your face
The music is intense and hard-hitting, making an impact


Spit in your face like pistol shit
The lyrics and music are aggressive and in-your-face, like a gunshot


My style, wild like wipple whip
The artist's style is unique, unpredictable, and exciting


I go back like a pistol grip
The artist has been around for a long time and is still relevant and respected


It's pro-black, Kweli!
The music and lyrics are about being proud of being black, like Talib Kweli's music


I'm a threat like Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms
The artist is dangerous and powerful, like the government agencies for controlling dangerous substances


Willy gank, spit the killer dank dialogue
The artist is delivering powerful and impressive rhymes


Pyro-maniac like Dr. Molotov
Like the inventor of the Molotov cocktail, the artist is explosive and unpredictable


I knock the bottle off
The artist is causing chaos and destruction, like knocking a bottle over


And knock the model off
The artist is disrupting the status quo and challenging societal norms


Gots some non-believers here
Some people in the audience are skeptical or doubting the artist


Some how I'll save y'all
The artist is confident in their ability to win over even the skeptics and doubters in the crowd


Or stop y'all worries, you makin me vexed
The artist is annoyed by the negative attitudes in the crowd, but is still determined to perform and impress


Hit up gekko, this ain't got gold correct
The artist is calling out anyone who thinks they're better or more successful, saying they're wrong


I'll fucking bounty hunt your body like I'm Boba Fett
The artist is threatening anyone who crosses them, like the bounty hunter Boba Fett from Star Wars


Cause you a toy not a soldier yet
The artist is saying they are more capable and powerful than those who challenge them


You better hold your neck
The artist is warning anyone who tries to mess with them that they will get hurt


You dick smokers get no respect
The artist has no respect for those who disrespect them or their music


With the blood, ice your watch, rock your rocks
The artist is talking about committing violent acts and stealing valuables from people in the audience


Better rock it on the screen and not the blocks
The artist is warning people not to show off their expensive possessions in dangerous neighborhoods


'cause them crews don't stop them shots
Violent gangs or crews won't hesitate to shoot someone over material possessions


It's so many that fly, they chase down, I just stop and watch
There are so many violent incidents happening that it's difficult to keep track of them all


I'm from the south side of philly, it's known to get gruesome
The artist is from a dangerous neighborhood in Philadelphia


Heavy hitter villians these alleyways produce them
The artist is saying that the neighborhood is known for producing dangerous criminals


Heavy hitter on a pocket we find a way to juice them
Even people with money can be taken advantage of or targeted in this neighborhood


They may as well pay, schmuck
Anyone who enters this neighborhood is at risk of being targeted, so they might as well give up their money willingly


Introducing the be-to L-A see me the king splitter
The artist is introducing themselves as the top rapper from Philadelphia who can compete with top rappers from Los Angeles


Then analyze this dime, the main thing glitter
The artist is attracting attention and admiration from the audience


Then analyze the taste in your mouth, it seem bitter
Some people in the audience may be jealous or bitter about the artist's success and talent


Ganster, valid dick torian, graduate of I dare you
The artist is saying they are a combination of different styles and influences, including gangster rap and Victorian-era literature


If you are paper thin I'm a tear you
The artist is saying that if someone is fake or inauthentic, they will be exposed and destroyed


I'm a come take care of you put a part in your hairdo
The artist is threatening anyone who challenges them, saying they will be dealt with severely


You barking like I'm a starting to scare you
The artist is getting under someone's skin and making them feel uncomfortable or threatened


But speak up like a man nigga so your body guards can hear you
The artist is taunting someone who is hiding behind their bodyguards, saying they should speak up and face them directly like a man




Lyrics ยฉ BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: AHMIR THOMPSON, JAMES GRAY, KARL JENKINS, TALIB KWELI, TERIK TROTTER

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@SLICK-DADDY360

This is that heat

@narkomaniek

talib is a beast yo

@charlesreed5506

You ainโ€™t lying

@jimsanders-rx5ng

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@triddles89

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@reishar869

Legendary hiphop songs

@MrLarrylar

Saw them perform at the Electric Factory..Talib and Common came out..they shut shit down.

@cooksous

QUEST LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!

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