De La Soul

De La Soul - Dilla Plugged In lyrics

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(Intro)

Are we on the air? (Uh-huh)

Are we on the air? (Uh-huh, yes, you are)

Hello ma, (Yeah)

Uh I'd like to hear a new beat on the request line

Okay you got it coming up

(Verse)

Aye, yo, answering any, all, the service

Prerogative praise positively, I'm acquitted

Enemies publicly shame my utility

But after the battle they admittance I'm wit it

Simply soothe will move, vinyl like groove

Transistor's are, never more shown whif light

When vocal flow brings it all down in ruins

Design with the sounds of Dilla

We call it Plug Tunin'

(Hook)

(Are we on the air?)

We in the D tonight y'all

(Are we on the air?)

We live with Dilla tonight

(Are we on the air?)

Yo, shout out to ma' dukes!

(Verse)

Aye, yo, gaze at the sight of a method

Dive beneath the depth of a neva endin' verse

Gaspin' and swallowin' every last letter

Vocalize liquid holds the quench of your thirst

Reasons for the rhythm is for causes unknown

Different individuals are dazzled by the showbiz

Auditions are gathered

But the soul would just rather hold a count at three

And leave it as it is

Flow to the sway of my do-re

Me I'm a fixed lunatic to a hawk

Words are sent to the vents of all humans

Then converted it to a phrase called talk

Musical notes will send a new motto

Every last poem is recited at noon (Get down!)

Focus is set, let your polaroids click

As we capture the essence of Dilla, with this Plug Tunin'

(Hook)

(Are we on the air?)

We in the D tonight y'all

(Are we on the air?)

We live with Dilla tonight

(Are we on the air?)

Yo, shout out to ma' dukes!

(Verse)

Flowing in file of a new style

Barrels are clean and loaded for salute

Chanters of a troy standing steady

Like my mouth piece paragraph preacher, now introduce

Drums are heard sounding off each at every person

Vocal confetti is thrown at top stage

Roses and violets aren't proper

For throwing, for showing, appreciation why?

This is a Daisy Age!

Hands don't sweat cause it's no threat

My hands stay dry, why yours are still in use(?)

Rhymes aren't fables but stabled to be on time

Cause they market tickets, labels, fica(?) pass the noose

The stitch will fit with every consumer

Microphone use and sales will start blooming

Profit and cause could never be lost

All due to the sounds of Dilla, we call it Plug Tunin'

(Hook)

(Are we on the air?)

We in the D tonight

(Are we on the air?)

We here with Dilla tonight y'all

(Are we on the air?)

Yeah, so dope ma dukes! (Hello ma!)

(Are we on the air?)

We in the D tonight

(Are we on the air?)

We reppin' Dilla tonight y'all

(Are we on the air?)

Yeah, and put it up for ma dukes

We get down, get down tonight, dawg

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