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De La Soul

De La Soul is Dead

  hip-hop  hip hop  rap  alternative rap  hiphop
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POS: This is dedicated to all those hardcore acts. DOVE: Yeah, you know them brothers that we used to look up to, that fell the fuck off. MASE: And now they doing all that R`n`B sh..(crocker!) DOVE: You mean Rhthym and Blues? DE LA SOUL: No! Rappin` Bullsh... DOVE: Connection A, click, what? My dick, chick I smack a fish if you thinks My connection ain`t thick, dick Headed like a punk whip I travel miles with a rhythmic lip I rock an Afro In `83, gee, yo And spray the sheen so I get a Soul Glow I play the corner tough And me and Mase pull puffs on a blunt MASE: Givin` high-five is what I want So I puff a blunt, I don`t front I get spliffed, get a stiff Then I go hump a stunt Like a pimp pro (Nah, man, a super ho) That`s cool `cause I`m still an Afro bro Yeah, I`m live for my life is hectic Every hour, every minute, every second I keep a level head and stay down to earth `Cause I`ve been an Afro since birth POS: Yeah Now I hold my crotch `cause I`m top-notch I run amok Sasquatch, and I like to eat live crab I`ve got five beepers, you scab But you can find me directly on the Ave (You niggas cheat me, well who`s that!) My breath never smells wack I eat the watermelon Tic-Tac Before I kiss myself I always jump back (Yo, gee, this track is stack) (And you know that) I do three flips When a punk flip on my duke lifts But I flex more strength when I`m asleep On the other side with his main tapes Make her dry her face, buy her gold earlocks But I may, she flocks round me like a donut She got sprinkles but I bite my way out More brothers come about, try to scheme slick But the Native Tongue`s thick Lick `em real good, like a real hood should But the fly tape let the car speakers shake I ran a cop down, I smile a frown with a but Show gold teeth, `cause I ain`t a vegetarian Not scared of beef, sport a feather like Chief Got a scribble pad, you can get these gonads `Cause I`m big-willed, blow off like a seal `Cause connection with the Afro is real DOVE: I be the gift of gab, but be a bro with a diss Because it`s tough to bluff a cab No wonder Melle Mel is `Rrrr-RAH!` I play of tape of the son of La-di-da My cousin Rilo sells blow, a G a day Keeps his kids hooray, a size nine and half I kicks my tricks, is to live for Island I mug a mug vic, but I`s cool, I self With the quickness I bust the true slang Show no pit to those who don`t understand MASE: The Maseo got tailed with the big bail I busted loose but now the blue goose is on my tail I seen the ghetto go lower than it is (He don`t care, `cause his nigga`s selling crack to the kids) My jeans are brand new, with twelve more In the closet with my silk, and below My 45 pack thick, draw quick If a nigga starts some shibidibidit My crib is uptown, downtown, L.I. And another crib in Queens I munch some cornbread, Boar`s Head My favorite porck chops and A plate of collar greens I chill with Shymel, Akeem, Jaheed And the Rastafarians`ll be the crown in And the Poppa But the connections are still a high-five (Let`s get busy)

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