Che: For the orthodox verbal emanates from Auckland


Phats: Unoriginal techniques to the coffin,

Haz: Military march hi-hats when we’re walking,

Che: Hip-hop to the maximum when we’re talking. Drum fill crash when we they’re
like a one legged man ankle tapped on the stairs

Phats: They try to make us trip over
take a fatal fall
especially when there’s hip-hop involved in dance hall

Haz: A wire to that appeals to all intellect represent my Maori dialect to maximum strength

Che: No defense when intense verbals are thrown wildly to be frank you need that ambulance. Start dialling

Phats: Styling moulding words like clay in an instance preference c.d maybe vinyl preferably

Haz: Separately never severed all ties to this unity
my whanau developed immunity

Che: We got the vaccine
vestax fader still tapping
we hacking your internet fan base for those truly seeking
ears and snowboards got ‘em tweaking
leak information to the lost souls searching for the

Chorus: Roots man. That's what we look for. Roots man that’s what we know x2

Phats: Mix-a-lot sounds with ample mix-a-lot cultures basis of the structure as long as we loving it
Villaj aroma
filling gaps to the maximum
spices diced thoughts rise like helium

Haz: Gasses searching for the answers to the question who is he who am I where do my roots lie
in reply blank drawn for the loss of culture moral quest is on
Haz has sworn

Che: Check your front lawn for your uninvited guest it’s us getting restless rhymes like asbestos inhale (....) chance to be taken when villaj ill skill blowing dust in your faces

Phats: Thinking of a view like a balcony voice box supplies with flem causing mayhem
audio airwaves is the cake that we’re creaming
icing getting thrown everybody getting a taste of the pace from the........

Chorus: Roots man. That's what we look for. Roots man that’s what we know x2

Haz: Results discover back ground evolving investigate we solving evolving my character be molding

Che: Up holding culture strong individual an alternative power source to the fossil fuel

Phats: Re-newel through electric pony express around the country huts to bivouac checked all types of shacks

Haz: Calculated timeline mission to master my native tongue tradition culture faster I yearn to learn
grasping no longer asking is this me or a disguise
roots man that’s where my roots lie

Che: For the orthodox verbal emanates from Auckland,

Phats: Unoriginal techniques to the coffin,

Haz: Military march hi-hats when we’re walking
Hip-hop to the maximum when we’re talking.

Chorus: Roots man. That's what we look for. Roots man that’s what we know x2

Hip Hop. That's what we look for. Hip Hop that’s what we know x2

Roots man. That's what we look for. Roots man that’s what we know x2