De La Soul

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[Pos]

Yo.. we bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)

get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)

Yo! We bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)

get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)

Yo!

Chorus: Pos

We run it, HOT! When we over the drums

To the, TOP! Cause the bottom we're from

We got the, DROP! On your weekend crew

cause you're full-time talkin while we peepin your view

[Pos]

Rahubat(?), you know my name

I run my humbleness with fame

God-body, nuttin plain

while you claimin shepherd that you heard this

you, heard this on day first

Watch my man, he'll make it worse

Ain't no new click, we still Native

[Dove]

Clothes knit, stitched tight, related

that's the way we handle it

Pin us up or mantle it

We on fire you candle lit

Daydreamin, on a rack

Get bought worn and brought back

We sport rhyme thought real tight

[Pos]

to gain sizes much bigger

Life life well, get mail filled with

checks from sales we deliver

[Dove]

Spend a little, make a little

I want it big like white boy wallets

Credit delievered, Fed-Excellent

To my dot com, we on the web like Charlotte's

Hornet, back her up, she too much on it

Your plastic ass'll get swiped

past the limit see you the type

to get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night

Chorus

[Pos]

while we peepin your view

while we, peepin your view

We got they eyes on lock

Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you

[Dove]

Look ma, I'm still rhymin

Baby boy still providin

Breakin bread in four states

Makin these struggles get gone

Private eyes, I see y'all spyin

You watch while I clock

Fertilize my brain data

Makin accounts grow green like the front lawns

[Pos]

Yo I may be old school

but I'm not no old fool

Heard out your mouth words flee

bout "These niggaz ain't nice"

You just barbershop talkin

while we round the world walkin

B, you ain't D.M.C.

You slip and fall on my ice

No lyin, straight shinin

I give you supper from my upper diamond

You got limbs so climb in

[Dove]

Yo, soak up what you find-in

We too pure for you to try

You sniffin maybe's and if's

[Pos]

And if "if" was a spliff

Man we'd all be hiiiiiiiiigh-iiiiiigh.. iiiggghhhhh..

[Dove]

.. but it's not, so sober up

You flashin out like you paparaz'

You'll need to take a liver shot

to feel the heat on how we runnin it, YO

Chorus 1.75X (minus last line, 2nd time)

[Pos]

cause you're full time talkin while we, while we

while we lettin you know I'm in a

certified rhyme meadow for days

If you ask Mercenary bout this shit, it pays

Hitting Willie Mays style out the park

Mastering in this +Art+ that's +Official+

Your ears absorb this like tears, on a tissue

cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp

Distinct like E-Double's lisp

L.I. alumni, wonder why I got it

Got it? Get a piece

Got product that you all should own and not lease

Some say drummers play synonymous with ill

with wordplay, that keep us all paid like a bill

We're the parent company

You the sub in my D-I-vision

You don't know how.. {*words fade out*}

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