Текст песни De La Soul - 360, слова песни De La Soul

Текст песни De La Soul - 360

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Come on, yeahYo Im from l I fella, vison had you tune into my figgida(? )Microphone is mobileHolding mics is so while I be just day dreamingDrop for like, nine months, and rock from backyards toFrontsWho wants to live the gutter life, we got sidewalks to walk,BabyI need a chick with big potatoes to mash, babyHang like parachutes, Ive been floating for yearsWent from rapping in cars to rapping careersOne beer, two beers, I got the gift like santaI go from ny to dc, and down to atlantaMake you fly like propellor, we be down in the cellorWhat I guess you call the basement, cause thats where allThe bass wentWhen we turn it up a notch, old school like ed kotchToss my foot up in the air and grab my crotchWho am i? michael, keep the music on a cycleSo we can finish up the flow within your froWord outThis is called frozen styleShatter your teeth styleFreeze like artic style yallCome onCheck it outIm the p to the o to the sKnown to pinpoint the flow to the chestSo wear your vest, nibble the thighs and breast onVanessaHad to sneak it cause her moms kept me under pressureAs the sun appears to rise and setSome cats live for the hood cause its as good as it getsBut my plot is much thicker, I move it much quickerThree-hundred and sixty mile to the p hSo Im balanced, not a fella to fallConnecting the dots, I got two propellors in aweWent from ghetto to the meadowSeen all degrees of hot, and froze when I was notLike lot, my lady threw salt in the gameInvested cheese in the mouse who sent pork into fameNow you hear my name being screamed on the ride of lifeIts too late to get of, to get offWe in the house yall, we in the house yallWe about to get evicted, there aint no lights or liquidThe bills aint paid and last week we had a raidCause we partied too much but thats my familys tradeInvited all of my folks, and yo all my folks stayedThey tried to silence our shit, but we just pushed up theFadeSat back to charge a dollar, hadnt got paidAnd called on the band and got stupid when the keyboardPlayed(talking in backround)Keeping funky with the propellerheads yallNow listenYou see, Im here to usher the pain with no reliefBut still get the "great scotts, are you a thief? ""seems like you got a mouth full of gold.." recordsSorry for that, platinum plaque soon to comeTill then propellor got me working the drumFor a fee so notifi the foe looking for the fumbleI hear you want to rumble on the mic, so check it outHow you want it, I got it -- oh yeah?

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