De La Soul

De La Soul - Big Brother Beat songtekst

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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 clicks
 Centralized and way out in the sticks
 Remember to keep the De La/De La/Native Tongue
 in the mix
 Just like log cabin syrup my sound is game thick
 Now this goes out to all area clicks
 From manicured lawns to projects bricks/bricks/from 718 to the 51-6
 Remember to keep the Mos Def/Native Tongue
 in the mix
 Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets/gets/straight butter
 hits
 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 bought the brews
 Sittin indian squats to make that red tie knots
 See I'm out to get the corn like in them rainbow pots
 Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks
 Via sinus complex, I aims to clog it up
 Snappin by the pain as a crew hear the gain
 We remain on your mind like skulls, not a golem
 I'ma show it in the house all perimeters are blown
 Native Tongue come through to make you say yes yes
 This is the body 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 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 trick in ninety-six, Native Tongue gon build
 But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
 Cause to me, MC mean, make it clean
 When I speak on groups and I'm smooth like gabba D
 Tryin to hang out with Dove and catch love in Aberdine (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 to smoke the fiends, while bangin a table
 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 niggaz 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 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
 We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
 Perfecta, perfecta
 (repeat 3X)
 Word up
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Dante Beze, Dave Jolicoeur, Kelvin Mercer, Skeff Anselm, Vincent Mason

Componist: Skeff Anselm, Dave Jolicoeur, Maseo, Posdnuos, Dante Smith

Publisher: Warner Strategic Marketing

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2012

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Stakes Is High (1996)

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