Текст песни De La Soul f B-Real - AOI: Bionix
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Uh uh uhEverywhere I go (What happens)People ask me (What, what)Yo dealer, you smoke weed (No doubt)And I just tell em` YEAH!Two weeks later, they smokin` weedThat`s what I`m talkin` aboutI ain`t here to tell you not to smoke weedEverybody get highI`m here to apply the pressureYou, you, you and youYou and you (Especially you)Come down to the denI got some shit that`ll blow ya mind[Hook: B-Real]Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressureCome here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure[Dave]Yo, what up my nigga (Yeah, what up with your world)Ain`t shit, just got off the cell with this girl (So far)Yeah B you know what we about to do (What the hey)Come on nigga puff it too, yeah right[B-Real]Honey draws bees like dookie draws fliesJust like the weed draws me to get highNow I`m not tryin` to bend ya armI just want you to take a hit off the bongThat`s all (Just one hit man)[Pos]Come on cool it, I`m not foolishQuit pullin` my leg baitin` me like cobMy name ain`t Craig and I ain`t lost my jobDon`t mind be odd from out the bunchAnd y`all cornerin` me ain`t stoppin` me from doin` it(If puffin` so bad, why everybody doin` it)Man everybody doin` it (Yo come take a puff, style is real)[B-Real]Let it take ya whole style and feed it(Go ahead with that man)[Hook][B-Real]I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)[Dave]Come onY`all are actin` like this shit is supposed to raise me to the clouds[B-Real]Shit the clips we smokin` on would make Bob Marley proudAnd he was one of the illest[Dave]Shit one of the illest ever(He smoked mad trees and still remained cleverI guess ya right[B-Real]Ain`t no need to guess, put it to the testAsk ya questions alphabetically[Pos]OK, hypothetically if I do take a hitDo I necessarily have to be tastin` your spitI mean shit I ain`t shared a straw since the fourth grade[B-Real]But don`t chu` know chick like to smoke and get laidDon`t be a dunce it ain`t gonna hurt you onceQuit bein` a punkGo ahead and hit the fuckin` blunt[Dave]But will it take a long time to recover(Depends on the brother or sis who`s puffin`)Hey stop that bluffin` like you givin` a surveyAnd let us serve the hayAnd get yo mind alligned to the ways[B-Real]Of the master[Pos]Man I seen a cast a spellTo many brain cells and sane cellsA lead to fulfill wants and needsI heard it`s like a gateway to doin` more than weed