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Big Brother Beat

De La Soul

Stakes Is High

17

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Ha ha ha ha Ha, ha ha ha ha Ha! Ha ha ha ha Ah-ha ha ha, ah-ha ha ha ha, ha!! [Intro/Chorus: De La + Mos Def] Now this goes out to all area cliques Centralized or way out in the sticks Remember to keep the De La in the mix Just like log cabin syrup our sound is game thick Now this goes out to all area cliques From manicured lawns to projects bricks / from 718 to the 51-6 Remember to keep the Mos Def in the mix Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets now [Verse One: Mos Def, Dove, Posdonus] Now, come on y'all, get live get down What we have is a brand new sound So don't none of y'all just be misled The De La's gonna do the body good like wheat bread Shakin laces out of shoes, Mos Def brought the brews Sittin indian squats to make that bread tie knots See I'm out to get the coin like in them rainbow pots Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks Through your sinus complex, I aims to clog it up Slappin fives with pain is a crew here to gain We remain on your mind like skulls Not a dull moment shown When in the house all perimeters are blown Native Tongue come through to make you say yes yes This is the mighty Mos Def style fresh like baby breath We are the killer combination with the size to administer The beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes [Chorus] Now this goes out to all area cliques Centralized or way out in the sticks Remember to keep the De La in the mix Just like log cabin syrup our sound is game thick Now this goes out to all area cliques From manicured lawns to project bricks Remember to keep the Native Tongue in the mix Straight butter hits, we as good as it gets Now check it out, and ya don't stop We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop (repeat 2X) [Verse Two: Mos Def, Posdonus, Dove] I don't bug out I chill, don't be actin ill No tricks in ninety-six, Native Tongue gon build But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed Cause to me, MC mean, makin' cream When I speak on groups and I'm smooth like gabardine Tryin to hang out with Dove and catch love in Aberdeen (word up) I bag dimes like my man born on August 17 Life be nuttin but a river son I'm swimmin upstream Playin wait up, with the data servin your ears With information due to confirmation of the nation's most Wicked ways of livin, like them glassy eyed beans Inhale the smoke of fiends, while bangin the tape Rated at the high point of the mass Rippin MC's at the top of a class, occasionally Rippin some sucker's face Or some suckable ass from a girl It's a big brother beat for the wide wide world I'm makin memos off these demos back in eighty-nine Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind (right) Did the hustle with a couple of us, but soon noted That my niggas buttered Benedict rolls, and then voted I wrote in the dark so I could feel it like braille (uh-huh) Heard the big brother beat, got locked with no bail Came to set it like equators invented, with the heat Yo Mos Def how you radiate to make it complete RIGHT *echoes*, so when I shine the light crabs wince Manifestin for the future here in the present tense No doubt, I love the sound biggin out off your Jeeps Son I want the little kids bangin big brother beats [Chorus] Now this goes out to all area cliques Centralized or way out in the sticks Remember to keep the Native Tongues in the mix Just like log cabin syrup our sound is game thick Now this goes out to all area cliques From 718 to 516 Remember to keep the De La in the mix We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits Manteca, manteca (repeat 3X) Word up
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