Juggle Tings Proper (a cappella) Songtext
von Roots Manuva

(Great Scott, I say, old bean)
This happens to be the article of fusion
Huh, the roots-fi discotheque
As we move

It′s that jet-black flow from the southwest of illo 'n′ D O N
The second nature of the vent dem rebel routine
I scheme and plot, ain't no use in stepping if we don't step hot
Let the movements be made, there′s goals to be getting

No second for no love or no fettin′
Why there's all these ugly mans on my TV screen?
I wrap my head with foil so I don′t catch, so I don't catch them beams
The sound of half a downer don′t pray fi step solo
We far flung frontier, captain kirk, the sun trekker

Full time I climb, my chip deeper, taught as I sow seeds of thought
The fruits of the roots, a vision of splendid splendidness
Now be proud to be spittin' in the face of the beast
With each and every move I make, every shit I break

You might watch me but I watch you too
Ain′t a thing you can do to stop me


Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don't

Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don't

When I swing, I′m far fetched like hicks from hicksville
High steps got me trippin′ from Peckham to Bucks Hill
Still I stand firm through the strife conflict
Motion slick, hip to every ring poli-trick

So I spread love like Lennon and Yoko Ono
Keep vibes slow mo for a ho-tential
Don't go callin′ me coon, you'll catch a boot to your jaw
We pro black, freak that, can′t sweep no floor

I heard those my people, them burst their backs
Work hard for eons and paid tax and have not seen jack

In return, how does shit burn?
It could well make a guy lose sense and rationale
Onto kamikazes on shifting streets
It's eyeball for eyeball and teeth for teeth


While we spin on this ball of confusion
I sight no solution, cesspits just get more frowsy
Chemical rain got me drunken and drowsy
Rowdy, I got no choice but to be

The living example of a root-fi youth type soldier
Bowling through like there ain′t no tomorrow
Brave them terrains of pain and deep sorrow
But still keep sliding on, I try to make sense of the madness

But it seems like I'm wasting my time, it's best I just
Go get me mine, find some inner peace
Climb to higher heights, embrace the light

Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don′t

Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don′t

This living dead noose, the bane of life in the west
But who's down for civil unrest?
In times like these comrades is hard to find
The beast keeps the masses toeing the line

With them sneaky tactics they′ll keep them boys running
So they can have a market for their guns and ammunition
Keep the third world in a stagnant position
Begging for monetary aid from IMF

Who don't seem too keen to write of the third world debt
′Cause they profit from holding it down
Soon there'll be no dollars, no yens, no pounds
Just madness, microchips and hi-tech war

And all because the beast wants to gain control
Of each and every mind, body, spirit and soul

Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don′t

Whom wants this or that?
Watch these enzymes react
How we juggle tings proper
Man, don't

We keep it jugglin', keep it jugglin′