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De La Soul Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump View [Pos] Yo.. we bout to get it (get it) get it (get it) get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down) Yo! We bout to get it (get it) get it (get it) get it (get it) get on down (down) down (down) Yo! Chorus: Pos We run it, HOT! When we over the drums To the, TOP! Cause the bottom we're from We got the, DROP! On your weekend crew cause you're full-time talkin while we peepin your view [Pos] Rahubat(?), you know my name I run my humbleness with fame God-body, nuttin plain while you claimin shepherd that you heard this you, heard this on day first Watch my man, he'll make it worse Ain't no new click, we still Native [Dove] Clothes knit, stitched tight, related that's the way we handle it Pin us up or mantle it We on fire you candle lit Daydreamin, on a rack Get bought worn and brought back We sport rhyme thought real tight [Pos] to gain sizes much bigger Life life well, get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver [Dove] Spend a little, make a little I want it big like white boy wallets Credit delievered, Fed-Excellent To my dot com, we on the web like Charlotte's Hornet, back her up, she too much on it Your plastic ass'll get swiped past the limit see you the type to get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night Chorus [Pos] while we peepin your view while we, peepin your view We got they eyes on lock Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you [Dove] Look ma, I'm still rhymin Baby boy still providin Breakin bread in four states Makin these struggles get gone Private eyes, I see y'all spyin You watch while I clock Fertilize my brain data Makin accounts grow green like the front lawns [Pos] Yo I may be old school but I'm not no old fool Heard out your mouth words flee bout "These niggaz ain't nice" You just barbershop talkin while we round the world walkin B, you ain't D.M.C. You slip and fall on my ice No lyin, straight shinin I give you supper from my upper diamond You got limbs so climb in [Dove] Yo, soak up what you find-in We too pure for you to try You sniffin maybe's and if's [Pos] And if "if" was a spliff Man we'd all be hiiiiiiiiigh-iiiiiigh.. iiiggghhhhh.. [Dove] .. but it's not, so sober up You flashin out like you paparaz' You'll need to take a liver shot to feel the heat on how we runnin it, YO Chorus 1.75X (minus last line, 2nd time) [Pos] cause you're full time talkin while we, while we while we lettin you know I'm in a certified rhyme meadow for days If you ask Mercenary bout this shit, it pays Hitting Willie Mays style out the park Mastering in this +Art+ that's +Official+ Your ears absorb this like tears, on a tissue cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp Distinct like E-Double's lisp L.I. alumni, wonder why I got it Got it? Get a piece Got product that you all should own and not lease Some say drummers play synonymous with ill with wordplay, that keep us all paid like a bill We're the parent company You the sub in my D-I-vision You don't know how.. {*words fade out*} |
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