Baby Got Work lyrics - Potatohead People & De La Soul (feat. Posdnuos & Kapok)
[Posdnuos:]
Standing on the birth of a movement
We are the inventors
Sons of the prodigal
Bigger than this check-one-two in it
Some step away from your view
We stay stuck in your face
Inside follicles and
Like eating Mofongo we stuffed in the jungle
Dog eat dog with no veg
We in the know without a ledge
Stood for a flag with no pledge
We were supposed to solve
Life puzzles but wouldn't even try
Went from
Highly evolved
To just being high
Practice moderation
Get your mind off of the couch
Work boots on
Boss man's here to vouch
A lot of brooms are needed
To clean up the ways
Of a world repeated
And trapped in a maze
We need to try to get past games
Do it for those with your face and your last name
[Kapok & Posdnuos:]
We don't have
Too much time
In this life
Can't rewind (What we got)
Yeah baby got work to do
Yeah baby got work to do
Let it spin
To the pulse
Feel it down
To your bones (Feel it y'all, what we got)
Yeah baby got work to do
Yeah baby got work to do
(We) We up all night
('Til) 'til I decide
(Work) The work is done
(Survive) Provide-the-vide
Yeah baby got work to do
Baby got work to do
(I said, we) We up all night
('Til) 'til I decide
(The work) The work is done
(It's the work) Provide-the-vide
Yeah baby got work to do
Baby got work to do
[Posdnuos:]
The language you speak in
Won't focus on weekends
Yeah, it's a plan y'all
We got work to do
We got work to do
No clock to punch in
No twelve o'clock lunch ins
I said, you understand y'all
We got work to do
We got work to do
No time to stay in bed
Stay in bed-in-with the hustle instead
Sandwich it between muscle and bread
(Perspiration)
On my apparel
Looks like I'm being worked
To the bone marrow
(The soil)
Is just as important as the seed
(So toil)
And you'll find a work
That will breed opportunity
And gain immunity from the dirt
But we just gotta work
[Kapok & Posdnuos:]
We don't have
Too much time
In this life
Can't rewind
(And what we got) Yeah baby got work to do
Yeah baby got work to do
Let it spin
To the pulse
Feel it down
To your bones
(Let's get to it y'all)
Yeah baby got work to do
Yeah baby got work to do
(We) We up all night
('Til) I decide
(Work) The work is done
(Provide) Provide-the-vide
(Yeah) Yeah baby got work to do
Baby got work to do
(I said, we) We up all night
('Til) 'til I decide
(The work) The work is done
(Work y'all) Provide-the-vide
Yeah baby got work to do
Baby got work to do
Freedom Of Speak (We Got Three Minutes) lyrics - De La Soul
Y'all got three minutes do what y'all wanna do
Yo, so speak as free as possible
Check the clock!
Watch me!
Come on!
Funky!
Bright everyday I wake up
Look at my travels they scuffed up
Ring go the telly which I pick up
Turn on the news as it screws up
Mase on the line to see if I'm up
Wrong thing to do at 5, I hang up
Lay on the floor sit and think up
Why the whole world alone is messed up
Woke up the same morning I felt fine
Took me a shower I smelt fine
Checked out the weather it looked fine
Made some breakfast, I cook fine
My girl calls me, she's so fine
Wanted me to help her go find
Some shoes but I had words to define
And it was Tuesday, I had to tape P-Fine
Folks styling jokes get the time set
Blooming of the tune growing it's set
Positive it is and perfectly set
Soul go to show soon we all set
Slipping lunatics shipping one set
Need is for these not upset
Chance to spread word we're the full set
Rhythm weighs more than your weight set
3 will be the number till sunset
Plug 1 & 2 now we all set
Dove praises flow in your headset
Flow De La Flow there is no threat
Categories carry difference in sets
Differences is equal to an offset
De La from the Soul and its kept set
Soul is the reviver, Mase are you set?
Watch me!
Put it there!
You got to get it!
Get it!
Shout now!
My name's Posdnuos and I'm above sink
The world is so out of synch
A lot of emcees can't play sync
That's why unfortunately they sink
But problem and speak are no way sync
We wash problems like hands in a sink
I hate to make this rhyme leave sync
But the reason De La bad is cuz we think
It took us a time but the crew's here
Activate a dance when you hear
A roll from the Soul like this here
And respond to the bond that assists here
Politics of speaking are intended here
And the president of paragraph will end it here
Cuz the three has completely lured here
That freedom of speak is assured here
Folly fit the frequency in your show
Wa...
Yo, you all only had three minutes!
LONG in the tOOth lyrics - De La Soul & Warren Hue (feat. Pos of De La Soul & The Budos Band)
Come on
City on fire when we come through
With entire catalogs lighting up your memory (your memory)
Provide memorable moments, comb went searching
Through my mind every time someone says remember me
Rap got the time line drenched so you
Won't find mine on the bench when the game's played
One player earned wings so his words
Sing from a bed in my heart where the pain lays (where the pain lays)
(Grind them legs they said) but you
Do it too much them knees call a strike on em
Most won't listen to the proverb cause they
Care too much bout the (button putting likes on em)
Powder from the gun's in the greed but the
Flower from the fun is the seed that we watering
Thanks to you the crews out and the lead
Cause you
Know that we are what you need (put the order in)
Sometimes you got to make it about yourself
Bring the warrior out yourself
Let loose in the wild, don't doubt yourself
You can found around yourself
Sometimes you got to make it about yourself
Bring the warrior out yourself (yourself)
Bring the warrior out yourself (yourself, yourself, yeah yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
According to friends, my mom and touring for
Months I'm messy but I've never been to Florida
Reporting ya live and direct and the news shit
I put out be torching ya
Warren don't drive but War - e r
Got rich in my box recording ya bitch
Foreign my fit gorgeous humi-liate these rappers
Hue display his rapper complex
Like I'm copping sneakers, not adidas this made of cows I eat them too
Wagyu seasoned to perfection I'm speaking Ceaser (woo)
Heat like fevers, pieces Jesus aye
Need a visa
Fly as eagle aye
Nice demeanor
Meanest feature
Slid on the beat like the ice and skis but I breathe heat
Guess Imma climate switcher
I just switch my fits while they like to switch up, aye
Sometimes you got to make it about yourself
Bring the warrior out yourself
Let loose in the wild, don't doubt yourself
You can find the route yourself
Sometimes you got to make it about yourself
Bring the warrior out yourself (yourself)
Bring the warrior out yourself (yourself, yourself)
Remove 45 lyrics - De La Soul (feat. Styles P, Talib Kweli, Pharoah Monch, Mysonne, Chuck D & Posdnuos)
[Donald Trump:]
We must defend the rights of every citizen to live without violence, prejudice, or fear (Russia, Russia, Russia, Russia. Shut up)
How you doin'? Hey, Donny!
(We can't have a situation, like, what happened in Minneapolis to descend further into lawless anarchy and chaos)
We support the overwhelming majority of police officers (He's a bad, bad guy)
Who are incredible in every way (Ah!)
And devoted public servants (I can't breathe, I can't breathe!)
Listen here, Trunk
And I'm in the White House and I was lonely (Fire the president, please)
I said, "Let's go to Iraq!" (Sheesh)
When the looting starts, the shooting starts
[Styles P:]
Feelin' appalled while I'm watching CNN
The president's a racist, when will it see an end?
It's difficult to take hate, think about it
Only a racist would race-bait (Only a racist)
If you a black man or you an immigrant
That speaks Spanish, you ain't in a safe place (You ain't in a safe place)
You gotta worry about your life again (Worry)
They tryna make America white again
Grab 'em by the pussy and he don't like blacks (Trump)
He don't like Mexicans, he don't like Arabs
But you don't wanna hear it if you don't like facts (Ask Trump again)
And less the alternative
Fire 45 and Mike Pence
'Cause it don't make sense (Get 'em outta here)
We need a better alternative (We need a better alternative)
Yeah, (Remove) the president
If I'm from a shit-hole, his speech is venomous
[Talib Kweli:]
This ain't no Change.org, this what we bang out for
We some grown-ass men, niggas ain't Proud Boys (I told y'all)
We the black radical, black magical matadors
Beta sweaty alphas stay protected by the status quo
These coons try to degrade us
White supremacists, they shootin' at they neighbors
Going to marches, yellin' "Jews will not replace us"
Face it (Face it), 45 set the precedent
What we need to do? We need to arrest the president
I'm Tragedy Khadafi but actually seein' Nazis
Rockin' Dead Prez while informin' the people army
They callin' me articulate for actually speakin' properly
'Bout to get it poppin' ASAP, just like Rocky
Attackin' the bureaucracy is mandatory for a democracy
Removin' the boot that stay on top of me
The Oval Office is a mockery
Kickin' Melania out the country, that's my immigration policy
Within the head of the governing body we found a cyst
A narcissist who's a racist
The flow of a modern government's in a stasis
The cynic illusion
Those who migrate now are called an intrusion
To this new agenda, so we stand
As defenders and protestors callin' y'all fascist
And our attitude is quite flammable
So don't come 'round here wavin' no matches
Wait, let me turn off the hate
Though it's hard to spread harmony when his policies are for harm
People of color is not a blemish on the face of white America
But his story breeds hysteria
Which means wisdom being pulled out of the root of the White House
Sort of like a tooth
But do understand, we have cysts as well
Lyricists here to question your alternative truth
[Pharoahe Monch:]
A billionaire, reptilian in human skin, imposter
Allahu Akbar, this is for la raza
He's sick mentally, not credible, inherently
So stupid, he thought Bitcoin was edible currency
Clown-ass president
More of a clown's ass than Ronald McDonald's rump, look
Every person that voted for Donald is not a racist
But every racist who voted probably voted for Donald Trump
A-F-R-I-C-A
Angola, Soweto, Zimbabwe
Tanzania, Zambia, Mozambique
Botswana, let me speak, uh, hold up
I been waitin' to say this, fuck you, you suck
It's glue under the toupée, your father was Ku Klux
Kevlar body armor, we ready to suit up
And televise it, 'cause I don't give two fucks
[Chuck D:]
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
[Mysonne:]
You gotta remove the president, it's evident he's negligent
He lacks intelligence needed to be the president
So as a resident and U.S. citizen (What?)
I say we vote, and I vote to get rid of him (That's right)
There's never been a time I can remember when
We had anyone in office this ignorant
Now we got evidence that he committed treason
We all want him gone, now we got a reason
How we gon' believe in a county when the leader (What?)
Is a racist bigot, and a cheater
The land of the free and the home of the brave
And if Trump has his way, then we all gon' be slaves
And the fact that he's praised by some lets us know
That America still has so far to go
[Chuck D:]
Let's hear that (Fuck Trump)
So we got this petition track (Nigga, pack your shit)
Y'all know don't notice this Trump POTUS
Got the whole damn world thrown off it's focus
Flat Earth or not, I don't know if y'all noticed
Ain't got nothin' to do with how many of y'all voted
'Cause these criminals broke it
This ass-head was a weapon
Yeah, of mass distraction
A ass whippin' is a real call to action
Pay attention to how much money y'all was spendin'
Nineties rap treated Trump like a Cash App
Last four years was a smack black
Now we know, sixty-five percent of the United States is wack
If y'all let this dude come back (Remove)
[Posdnuos:]
We are the unknown cogs in the machine of the American dream
But treated like nightmares
And on the podium standin' right there
The voice who don't speak for us
Who won't seek the trust
We did, let him tell it, he wasn't elected, but anointed
Trying to set a record when it comes to appointed
Judges under his watch with no face that look like mine
And through my kids lifetime
There'll be laws etched in stone like grooves
People, let's get together to (Remove 4-5)
[Chuck D:]
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
One, two, three, remove 4-5
Rock Kokainco. Flo lyrics - De La Soul (feat. MF Doom)
[Posdnuos:]
Up in them five-star tellies saying two mic rhymes
Be them average MCs of the times
Unlike them, we craft gems
So systematically inclined to pen lines
Without saying the producer's name all over the track
Yeah, I said it! What you need to do is get back
To reading credits, we them medics
Alphabetically stuck on that A grade shit
Now quit now before we pour
That sure-shot pure rock cocaine flow
[MF Doom:]
From the top of the key for three villain
Been on in the game as long as he can wheelie a Schwinn
Turn the corner spinning, bust that ass and get up
Dust off the mask, whoever laugh give him a head up
He got jumped, it pumped his adrenaline
He said it made him tougher than a bump of raw medicine
To write all night long, the hourglass is still slow
Flow from Hellborn to free power like LILCO
And still owe bills, pay dues forever
Slay youths when it comes to who's more cleverer
Use to wore a leather goose V with a fur collar
And charged a fee for loose leaf words per dollar
Ya heard? Holler, broad or dude, we need food
Eat your teams for sure, the streets sure seem rude
For fam like the Partridges, pardon him for the mix-up
Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up
It's a stick up
[Dave:]
Now put your blix up, these Riddick Bowe cuts
Is swoll like penile flicks, give 'em twenty
The danger in his eyes'll let you know he's a brawler
Bring your tallest champs like that much taller
Ten pounds heavier, one step ahead of it
Vocab, stamina, style's all irrelevant
Camps and cliques, units, squad crews and clans
Even your tongues'll fuck around and leave your mouth
[MF Doom:]
DOOM brung that bum, there goes that news van again
Act like you knew like Toucan Sam and 'em
He eat rappers like part of a complete breakfast
Their rhymes ain't worth the weight of they cheap necklace
String 'em up, ring 'em up under whack junk snack
And get that out your hand, punk, jump and get your dunk smacked
Foul, we all know the rules bro
You slow, you blow the soup on you fools, his own Boss like Hugo
[Posdnuos:]
You go lights, camera, action with no makeup
We De La to the death or at least until we break up
Here's a couple of nice guys who finished first
So nice try, but the prize is ours dispersed
They say the good die young, so I added some
Bad-ass to my flavor to prolong my life over the drum
Everyone cools off from being hot
It's about if you can handle being cold or not
And we was told to hop on no one's dick by Prince Paul
We stayed original ever since y'all
First to do a lot of things in the game but the last to say it
No need to place it on a scale to weigh it
And don't do it for the praise or to raise the bar
Yet it's raised anyway, it's so amazing, are
The three L.I. brothers from the other way of thinking
Hey your lady's winking, I think you need to control that
Or I'll have to hold that
[Dave:]
The elements are airborne, I smell the success
(Yo let's cookie cut the shit and get the gingerbread man)
Sacrifice mics and push drugs to these rappers
Puff ponies 'til I turn blue in the lips
Sipping broads like 7UP (Ah) so refreshing
I finger pop these verses like first dates
The birth date's September 2-1, 1-9, 6-8
Too old to rhyme, too bad, too late
Say "I Gotta Believe!" lyrics - De La Soul (feat. Double)
(from "PaRappa The Rapper 2" soundtrack)
[Pos & Dave (Double):]
Let me hear you say "Alright!"
Alright! (Alright)
Let me hear you say "Oh yeah!"
Oh, yeah!
Now let me hear you say "What you gonna do?"
What you gonna do?
I need to hear you say "You gotta believe!"
I gotta believe! (I gotta believe...)
[Pos:]
If you thought your dreams were fulfilled before
You need to come on back, Jack
Look who walked in the door
It's Parappa The Rapper, and my name is Pos
I'm known to MC for free or a cost
If you be at the mosque, synagogue, or church
Drop to your knees and pray for Parappa The Rapper
To save the day and make you scream hooray
Just clap on time, 'cause it's time to play
[Double:]
I know you're slick and smooth, cool with an attitude
On the right track, leader of the pack
Kickin' back, never looking back
You know my words won't satisfy
What I have now, deep inside of me (Inside of me)
And all I need is much security
[Pos:]
When you're needed for a mission, he got your back
Sure to have a cool time, man, that's a fact
Yo, he's a good friend, never ever a foe
So come on and let's go
[Dave:]
We are the concentrated Vitamin D, with the title
Hookin' it up, speedy quick, like noodles to cup
It ain't nothin' for the one man
Buttin' to move somethin'
Runnin' par rappin' through laps
Hurdlin' raps
And just when you thought your game was dead
Well, we got you cookin' up rhymes all in your think kettle
Proceed and click the next level for fun, player
Play ya game, player number one (One...)
[Double:]
True love that speaks the truth
You know it'll help me through
In the cold night
In the morning, all night
Or even in a fight
You know you should come home to me
We can have fun until the morning light
[Pos:]
Here to serve up a dish like Sunny Chan
You know I'm the man
Here to have fun
Wanna have a taste?
Here, have some
Servin' up Os by the oodles
Oh, I forgot
Parappa The Rapper, he don't like noodles
We like eating snapper that's red
Freestyle from the top of the head
Yo, Parappa got skill
Why don't you give it try, see what you can build
Tasty like fruit that's peeled
Watch your heels, you might slip and fall
And if you do, you know who to call (Who?)
It's Parappa the Rapper and De La, y'all
[Double:]
You and me can walk together
And down the road forever
And smell and touch the treasures of life
Every day
Love and hate are face to face
And good and bad are back to back
Every day, uh huh
(Uh huh, uh huh, oh yeah, yay)
[Dave:]
Switch on your 36 inches
You in the boob tube, trapped deep
'Til the game watch you sleep
Overdosed on moves taught by the sensei
Your timing's all off, tiger
You in the little leagues
Striking out a De La joint
Book a session for the Plugs and PJ
To come train the camp, y'all
Mooselini, graffiti tag and plug dose (Dose, dose, dose)
Game over, I'm ghost (Ghost, ghost)
[Pos:]
When you're needed for a mission, he got your back
Sure to have a cool time, man, that's a fact
Yo, he's a good friend, never ever a foe
Come on, everybody, saddle up and let's go
[Pos & Dave (Double):]
All my people say "Alright!"
Alright!
Yeah, that was good
Now let me hear you say "Oh yeah!"
Oh yeah! (Oh yeah)
Now let me hear you say what you gonna do
What you gonna do?
Come on, y'all
Let me hear you say "I gotta believe!"
I gotta believe! (Believe...)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yay
Sho Nuff lyrics - De La Soul
Strong Island stylin' for a while
And while we style, we'll do that dance
(Plug One) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(Plug Two) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(Plug Three) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(Prince Paul) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
[Trugoy the Dove and Posdnuos:]
So get up, peace to all
We like to send Soul to the big and small
And to the awesome teen, dark, long and lean
We pushin' out a jazz, swing the most supreme sound provider
Pays Mace socially or on hand
Manoeuvre the groove and the custom command
And Posdnuos [?] on one health kick
The president of the Paragraph Politic
[Posdnuos:]
It's the Nuos, the Nuos, the Nuos, the Nuos
But most brothers call me Pos
I'm sticky like the glue (The what?)
The glue attached to the surge that pushed the watt
[?] like the catch, the cap, the foot, the step
The child that Mama gave birth
And now I hold the fair, the fame
(Hey [?], what's your name?)
The Plug who's power to the first
My dialect is new, I'm young, a native, a tongue
I'm respected, I bust a cap
Yo, I don't brag or boast, I'm darker than your toast
A plural Afrocentric with naps?
[Trugoy the Dove:]
Words are thick, they thumb, no time for slumps
They tally up another hit
And leaders of the bush behind, I mush all kinds
Of faces showing negative fifths
A dread to the full, no fake, I hold the brakes
That helps speaks flow and flow
Creator of the blue, the bowl, the never ever fold
A top dollar kid who plays Paul
Simple like the cloud, the rain, the ground, the fame
But you haven't even walked my aisle
Check all the screams, the fuss, they couldn't be hushed
When De La construct miles and miles
(De La Soul) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(De La Soul) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(De La Soul) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
(De La Soul) Sho 'nuff gotta be crushed
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