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De La Soul - Down Syndrome lyrics
Pos] I be that mind blessin blessin these lessons we've ignited Want to bring it to my face man you're cordially invited cause I've cited you posess no science in your thinking So I'm gonna (never) you're blinking! [Dove] Fingers be pointin and leakin falsifyin the stink You think I'm pink I bl l link with them shades of thought and think (and in this corner be the hush) so play on William Rhodes Cause at the sound of the bell my circle square controls And all MC's best sweat, we bringin buckets of heat [Pos] So don't fret kid I let you lick the love I secrete, yo Even my foes give me bravos, and that shows total domination in this rhyme complication [Dove] Yeah the skill is a cinch I rock the womb with a mic and in the days of the nickel and breast, I knew de yes yes y'allin was the callin, clearly not for the gat For combat, I bring a bag of my rhymes for the SAT [Pos] I'm Plug One-of-a-kind, for you people's delight And for you sucker MC's, step to your knees Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are from Orion I can tell that you a devil by them rhymes you're designin Your play doggin tactics can't fuck with my facets Just because you talk all that glock shit don't mean you can rock shit! Your identities on freeze Just a form of protozoa tryin to cross them seas [Dove] See high horse riders gettin shot by the sheriff Cause nobody's safe for crimes And even all you skirts need to checkin in your upstairs attic Cause Mase is smackin hoes if hoes is startin static [Pos] Now it ain't all good when your jam goes wood So as a deterrant, I use mental current Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin out of the face Cause they all catch a bruise from the hits we make Your fame and cars should be listed as magnets Legends never die but they can get shot and killed Ain't nuttin glitter when you're battlin MC's you once imitated in a mirror so to down syndrome you kneel [Dove] The same status I heard, the same nothin My ears fears the faulty locks tryin to lock down the stops but I earn more than your Menudo or your Boyz II Men While down syndrome keeps you immune to frequencies I send Fresher than a sniff off havin them J in fifth I identify with your rhythm but I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin off my friends to keep a smile calicum iron grain [Pos] Let me tell you a little something about Soul (tell em son) I be a piece of the East coast, so give a toast to Plug Wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in jigga So when I ran a phrase in June you didn't catch it til December I'm a member of them kids from the inner city Giving you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making more money than a pagan holiday Not from the PJ's, yet I still got something to say [Dove] Say what man? You gritty like a diamond grenade For the cameo spot you tries to fool Parade You acrobats flip the star gazin map, for alla that you'll be the first to place, and ran it all to a waste And all the style that you bring (gotta make decks bend) You gotta rip it from the start (when the beats come in |
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