De La Soul

De La Soul - Say No Go songtekst

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Now let's get right on down to the skit
 A baby is brought into a world of pits
 And if it could've talked that soon
 In the delivery room
 It would've asked the nurse for a hit
 The reason for this?
 The mother is a jerk
 Excuse me  Junkie
 Which brought the work of the old
 Into a new light
 What a way
 But this what a way
 Has been a way of today
 Anyway
 Push couldn't shove me to understand a path to a basehead
 Consumer should erase it in the first wave
 But second wave forms believers
 And believers will walk to it then even talk to it and say...
 (You got the body now you want my soul)
 Nah, can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Mase...
 SAY NO GO
 DOVE:
 Nah, no my brother
 No my sister
 Try to get hip to this
 Word, word to the mother
 I'll tell the truth so bear my witness
 Fly like birds of a feather
 Drugs are like Pleather
 You don't wanna wear it
 No need to ask that question, just don't mention
 You know what the answer is...
 POS:
 Now I never fancied Nancy
 But the statement she made held a plate of weight
 I even stressed it to Wade
 DOVE:
 Did he take any heed?
 POS:
 Nah, the boy was hooked, you could've phrased the word "Base"
 And the kid just shook
 In his fashion class once an A now an F
 The rock rules him now
 The only designs left
 Were once clothes made for Oshkosh
 Has converted to nothing but stonewash
 DOVE:
 Now hopping in a barrel is a barrel of fun
 But don't hop in if you want to be down, son
 'Cause that could mean down and out as an action
 What does it lead to?
 Dum-da-dum-dum
 People say what have I done for all my years
 My tears show my hard-earned work
 I heard shoving is worse than pushing
 But I'd rather know a shover than a pusher
 'Cause a pusher's a jerk
 SAY NO GO
 POS:
 Believe it or not the plot forms a fee more that charity
 But the course doesn't coincide with the ride of insanity
 Is it a chant that slants the soul to fill for it?
 I know it's the border that flaunts the order to kill for it
 DOVE:
 Standing, scheming on a young one
 Taking his time, eight-ball for a cool pool player
 Racked it all, tried to break, miscued
 Got beat by the boy in blue
 Next day you're out by the spot once more
 Looking hard for a crack in the hole
 I ask what's the fix for the ill stuff
 Word to the Dero
 The answer should have been no
 POS:
 Run me a score from the Funky Four Plus One More
 (It's the joint!)
 Rewind that back
 This is the age for a new stage of fiend
 Watch how the junkies scream
 It's the crack
 Plain is plain it should explain it from the start
 Behind the ideals of cranking up the heart
 Now the base claim's shot over every part
 SAY NO GO
 DON"T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT
 SAY NO GO
 SAY NO GO
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Auteur: Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen, Steve Scipio, Daryl Hall & John Oates, Dave Jolicoeur, Kelvin Mercer, Paul Huston, Vincent Mason, Abrim Tilmon

Componist: ?

Publisher: Tommy Boy Music, Inc.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1989

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: 3 Feet High and Rising (1989)

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