Sacrifice
The Roots Lyrics


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Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids
Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just pro blackness
Grown man tactics no pediatrics
The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
The catalyst. Thought with the knack of splashin'
I'm dashin', I mastered the craft of mashin'
The level-headed thoroughbred the females passion
Magnetic attraction be keeping em askin'

The crews in the Cadillac, the Pendergrassin'
Swerve half-naked won't come near crashin'
But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happenin'
My spit take critical political action
The hustle is a puzzle, each piece is a fraction
And every word that's understood is a transaction
I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
Rep Philly set
From Bolivia to Boulder
Paris, France to Tip and Thai Yoga
How we gon' make it through the dark?
I'll show ya.

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
Listen,
If you want to be high

Yo kick off ya shoes, jump off the jock
I fly higher than them dudes from off ya block
My name Black, the style is unorthodox
It tap chins wit ya men's who you thought could box
A couple people wanted thought to stop
But guess what?
My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
Now next time greedy stop being such a glut
I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts
We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust
Choke on your face you jewels is lackluster
Gotta put it to ya straight
Y'all fools is jacked up
Came close to the utmost but no cogar
Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
The number one runner with the number one drummer
Grammy award-winning it's the world's eighth wonder
Come on!

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high

Yo, your first impression might be I'm a asshole
Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
Or try to suntouch and put the heat in a capsule
Dog I'm far deeper than that though,
I get in the zone, recognize I'm a rolling stone
No time to lollygag or lounge with scallywags
Gimme the disc or I'll put it where your body at
Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks
With no apology, fraud or tricknology
Just trust what I see and I say and follow me
My way, I be the open book, look inside me
The star of the story that the grooveteller guide me
Through all the dark times part of the business
The light be contingent on small forensics
My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
It's true so the true gon' sense it
I get in the zone

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music




If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high

Overall Meaning

In "Sacrifice," The Roots use their lyrical prowess to discuss themes of sacrifice, perseverance, and the need for cultural pride. From the opening line, "Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids," the rapper leads the listener down a path of complexity, showing off his technical skill while discussing the intricacies of black identity politics. He sings about the grown man tactics needed to thrive, how he's mastered the craft of mashing through hard work and dedication.


The chorus emphasizes that in life, you have to make sacrifices in order to reach something. Sometimes you need to cry before you can smile and have a heart filled with music if you want to use it to fly. The track is motivational in its message, urging listeners to put in the work necessary to achieve their goals. The rapper punctuates this point in his verse, saying that while his first impression might be that he is an asshole or gives people a hassle, he is far deeper than that. He gets in the zone, recognizing that he is a rolling stone that cannot lollygag or lounge with scallywags. The song emulates what The Roots are all about, a group rooted in the struggle of the underdog, fighting against the odds.


Line by Line Meaning

Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids
I am so good at what I do that I make you feel fearful like arachnids do


Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just pro blackness
It's a drastic move based on conviction, not artificiality - just pro blackness


Grown man tactics no pediatrics
I'm taking bold steps like a grown man, not like a child needing pediatric care


The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
This music has the power to aid an extraordinary comeback


The catalyst. Thought with the knack of splashin'
I am the one that makes things happen, with creative ideas that make a big impact


I'm dashin', I mastered the craft of mashin'
I'm running at top speed and have perfected the art of mixing genres


The level-headed thoroughbred the females passion
I'm a cool, collected individual with an appeal that drives females wild


Magnetic attraction be keeping em askin'
The magnetic force of attraction is so strong that people keep asking about it


The crews in the Cadillac, the Pendergrassin'
We're cruising in style in a Cadillac, reminiscing about Teddy Pendergrass


Swerve half-naked won't come near crashin'
We're driving recklessly but even half-naked we won't come close to crashing


But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
If I were to die would people still remember my name?


Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Would you forget me just like how you might forget someone like Eric Clapton?


Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happenin'
Celebrate your freedom, because that's the current situation


My spit take critical political action
My rhymes have a political message and can bring about change


The hustle is a puzzle, each piece is a fraction
Achieving success is a puzzle and every small step counts


And every word that's understood is a transaction
Every word spoken has some value, it's like a transaction


I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
I'm a soldier representing Soulquarians, holding the microphone


Rep Philly set, from Bolivia to Boulder
I represent Philadelphia, from Bolivia to Boulder


Paris, France to Tip and Thai Yoga
I've traveled a lot to diverse places like Paris, France and also to practice yoga in Thailand


How we gon' make it through the dark? I'll show ya.
How will we overcome adversity? I'll demonstrate and guide you through it


Tell you one lesson I've learned
I'll share a valuable lesson that I've learned


If you want to reach something in life
To achieve your goals in life


You ain't gonna get it unless you give a little bit of sacrifice
You have to make some sacrifices along the way


Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
Sometimes you have to go through tough times before you can experience happiness


You need a heart that's filled with music
Music can serve as a source of inspiration and motivation


If you use it you can fly
If you utilize music, it can empower and uplift you


Yo kick off ya shoes, jump off the jock
Relax, you don't need to try to impress everyone


I fly higher than them dudes from off ya block
I rise above those who doubt me in the neighborhood


My name Black, the style is unorthodox
My name is Black and my style is unconventional


It tap chins wit ya men's who you thought could box
My music has the strength to knock out those who thought they were tough


A couple people wanted thought to stop
Some people doubted and wanted me to stop


But guess what? My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
But we fought back hard and won, hitting them where it hurts


Now next time greedy stop being such a glut
Next time, those who want more than they need should be less selfish


I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts
I am skilled and precise with my music, like Faheem, a barber with haircuts


We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
We're dangerously close to them, with guns, but no hesitation


It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust
Our music is sweet like fructose, but they can't handle it and freeze up


Choke on your face you jewels is lackluster
Your attempt to be flashy with jewelry is not impressive


Gotta put it to ya straight, Y'all fools is jacked up
I need to be honest and tell you that you're acting ridiculous and foolish


Came close to the utmost but no cogar
We almost hit the peak but didn't quite make it


Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
We're constantly working hard on our music, while staying humble and staying focused on our goals in the sky


The number one runner with the number one drummer
I'm a top musician with one of the best drummers


Grammy award-winning it's the world's eighth wonder
Being a Grammy-winning artist is like being the eighth wonder of the world


Yo, your first impression might be I'm a asshole
You might think I'm unlikable at first glance


Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
People might find me unpredictable and difficult to deal with


Or try to suntouch and put the heat in a capsule
I might come across as trying too hard and over the top


Dog I'm far deeper than that though
But in reality, there's much more to me than what meets the eye


I get in the zone, recognize I'm a rolling stone
Once I get in the right mindset, I am unstoppable and always on the move


No time to lollygag or lounge with scallywags
I don't have time to waste on frivolous activities or unsavory characters


Gimme the disc or I'll put it where your body at
Give me the music disc or I'll hurt you badly


Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks
I have an old school flow, like back in the day, laid over Trotter tracks


With no apology, fraud or tricknology
I am true to myself and my craft, with nothing to hide or apologize for


Just trust what I see and I say and follow me
Believe in me and what I stand for, and follow me on this journey


My way, I be the open book, look inside me
My approach is transparent, if you look closely enough, you'll see the real me


The star of the story that the grooveteller guide me
I am the main character in this musical story, guided by the grooveteller


Through all the dark times part of the business
Even through tough times which come with the music business


The light be contingent on small forensics
Success hinges on small details that may seem insignificant


My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
My performances are powerful enough to make grown men feel like infants again


It's true so the true gon' sense it
Those with a discerning eye for truth will recognize and appreciate it




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: AHMIR K. THOMPSON, LEONARD N. HUBBARD, TARIK L. COLLINS, JIMMY GRAY

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@MytreeTv

Sacrifice - Lyrics!

by The Roots and Nelly Furtado

Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids
Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just pro blackness
Grown man tactics no pediatrics
The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
The catalyst. Thought with the knack of splashin'
I'm dashin', I mastered the craft of mashin'
The level-headed thoroughbred the females passion
Magnetic attraction be keeping em askin'

The crews in the Cadillac, the Pendergrassin'
Swerve half-naked won't come near crashin'
But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happenin'
My spit take critical political action
The hustle is a puzzle, each piece is a fraction
And every word that's understood is a transaction
I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
Rep Philly set
From Bolivia to Boulder
Paris, France to Tip and Thai Yoga
How we gon' make it through the dark?
I'll show ya.

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
Listen,
If you want to be high

Yo kick off ya shoes, jump off the jock
I fly higher than them dudes from off ya block
My name Black, the style is unorthodox
It tap chins wit ya men's who you thought could box
A couple people wanted thought to stop
But guess what?
My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
Now next time greedy stop being such a glut
I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts
We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust
Choke on your face you jewels is lackluster
Gotta put it to ya straight
Y'all fools is jacked up
Came close to the utmost but no cogar
Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
The number one runner with the number one drummer
Grammy award-winning it's the world's eighth wonder
Come on!

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high

Yo, your first impression might be I'm a asshole
Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
Or try to suntouch and put the heat in a capsule
Dog I'm far deeper than that though,
I get in the zone, recognize I'm a rolling stone
No time to lollygag or lounge with scallywags
Gimme the disc or I'll put it where your body at
Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks
With no apology, fraud or tricknology
Just trust what I see and I say and follow me
My way, I be the open book, look inside me


The star of the story that the grooveteller guide me
Through all the dark times part of the business
The light be contingent on small forensics
My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
It's true so the true gon' sense it
I get in the zone

Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high
Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you want to reach something in life
You ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you want to be high



All comments from YouTube:

@walidjaziriofficial

Who is listening to this masterpiece in June 2023?

@eokogbo

"The Hustle is a puzzle, each piece is a fraction and every word that's understood is a transaction..." ~ The man is a savant (Black Thought)

@dianacomby3782

so true!! most underrated mc in the game.

@zeromathematics

your comment is underated

@DAPDave

This song takes me to an exciting, but strange, time in life. Haven't heard it on forever. This is probably my favorite Roots album.

@EliBeatboxJimenez

Black Thought is a lyrical genius!

@peagles83

This still sounds so fresh even 17 years later!

@fthisjob6676

God this album is amazing.

@hutchisonst

un-freaking-believable. the kind of music that just sucks you in and you never want it to end!!

@jonathandnicholson

Probably the best hip-hop/rap song I know...

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