Текст песни De La Soul - Stakes Is High (remix), слова песни De La Soul

Текст песни De La Soul - Stakes Is High (remix)

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*Trugoy:*(Vibes... Vibrations...)Yeah... Check the vibe y`all, vibe y`all...(Vibes... Vibrations...)Dirty, rotten toothSelect from the sound boothCollect grammerLike panhandlersOn skid rowMy John Doe`llBuild a vision where thought can go walkingWithout the Devil hawkingStakes Is High like weed smokeWe need folkTo shed the truthTo the wide youth*Truth Enola:*Enola got soulTo hell with role models, teachers and guardiansWith rock-hard erections, and seven incisionsRaw intercourse with mother natureShe likes to bang to the leftTeach all women and children only the bestStakes is Higher than the highest mountainMos Def*Mos Def:*This is the 21st century, poor shit ain`t quaintThe Zulu Apaches got battle cries and war paintI do with some care cause I is who they ain`tThat ain`t strokin` my sack, it`s just a black ink fatBoy, ain`t no keeping me back. Yes, Mos Def is the handleTry to test and get supressed like a government scandleExhibit is exquisit and a level degreesFlying high in the sky with the Supa Emcees*Posdnuos:*Yo! I write rhymes like I come from New York CityRollin` with commitees, making your whole life shittyShutting down your rap group, and you best to believeBrothers become permanent niggas when they soul is a trackAnd ain`t no niggas like the one I knowCause what I know is them niggas gotta goMake me feel I need to by a fo-fo(Bloop Bloop) Sending them express to hell though*Mos Def:*Classic material like Run DMC. At least,four out of five, every Jeep owner agreesThat it`s them damn high Stakesthat make you pump yo` brakes (vibes)pump yo` brakes (vibes)pump yo` brakes (vibes, vibes)Haha...(Vibrations...)Get with the viggy-vibe ya`ll...*Posdnuos:*Stakes is High...You know them Stakes is High, when we dealing with the(Vibes... Vibrations...)Stakes is High...Man them Stakes is High...*Truth Enola:*Doctor, I`mma make those house calls and exercise thoseSome people getting burned, playing their toes closeFumble-eye sky tumble-ing down, stay humble-eyeSidle up and ride. Beware, who you idolizeReligious hypocrits who give away elbow in the faceI`m Enola, system solar, Plug One, solely mine*Posdnuos:*We went from picking noses to pockets, directly to jailNow we think we better ourselves trying to be calmWhen you`re puffing that (hay!) in the middle of the barnStopping thoughts, so you can stretch a mind into yarnFuneral lawns are drunk from kids pouring out liquorRespecting life, by met up with a little quickerAnd we let the body rock the partyuntil the party rocks the bodyCause a scuffle broke loose due to too much juice and ginrun in the minds of opposing men*Trugoy:*Aiyo, my mens is going to have to learn when to say whenand when to ask why, you accept the [?]cause you dwelling in a styCan`t face it man to man, son, I see it in your eyeConseal it, why try? Display it, when you relay itYou`re just a lie.(Vibes... Vibrations...)*Posdnuos:*There was a lovely lady who`s intent I thought I had on Rosa ParksBut her ex came to town and took back her heartAnd she left me standing silly in the dark with a micCaught up in expressionsand learning lessons of depressionSometimes it seems I can`t connect with female beingsTo my little Aya-Mo when she having them dreamsAnd her facial gleams are sweet, but soon to switch to bittercause when she reaches sixteen she`ll be considered a piece of meatNot a treat but a trick to sex in showersPeople kick last days, we in the last hoursMinutes and seconds, I reckon it won`t be longtil recorded ways of striving will be dead and goneBut this loss coming through despite who try to see meThese brothers are too hard, sisters are too easySleazy...*Mos Def:*Trying to please me with that sex appealWhen you`re livin` in the ghetto man you got to dealBrothers scatter from the function when they spot the steelWeapons get concealed, when there`s plots to killThe on all up in the party cause this rock is realNiggas ain`t stoppin` to think so they ain`t gon` stop the violenceMusic too loud to hear, so Doug E. Fresh say "Silence!"Through the projects, they terminate and expect violenceI rather take it easy, keep it breezy like the Attic*Truth Enola:*Revi-revolutionizeWe keep it complex, so don`t offendNine times out of ten, men and women pretendAnd mobilize devil eyesFight beside [?], you are the typeFor everything in life has a priceLove black berry molassesSo smart you`re stupidHard heads create soft asses*Trugoy:*So like molasses...That`s how you move, and how we prove with thatCome with the full-pack, to keep it nativelike tongues, we brung the lickin` for all your earth spittinsCan`t write without that exciteBut when you come down, you`re shit is dumbfoundSounded weak like mundane, somedayYou figure one day, you`ll play the roles of masterpieceUntil then ceaseAnd I`m out like reece(Vibes...)To get some Reese`s PiecesPeace(Vibrations...)Check the...(Vibes... Vibrations...)(Vibes... Vibrations...)

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Stakes Is High (remix)

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