DE LA SOUL Song Lyrics

Album:
"Buhloone Mind State"

1) 3 Days Later
2) Area
3) Breakadawn
4) Dave Has a Problem... Seriously
5) Ego Trippin' (Part Two)
6) En Focus
7) Eye Patch
8) Intro - Buhloone Mindstate
9) In the Woods
10) I Am I Be
11) I Be Blowin'
12) Long Island Wildin'
13) Patti Dooke
14) Stone Age

Album:
"Art Official Intelligence-Mosa"

1) Spitkicker.com/Say R.
2) U Can Do (Life)
3) My Writes
4) Oooh!
5) Pharoahe Monch
6) Thru Ya City
7) I.C. Y'all
8) View
9) Set the Mood
10) Weed #2 - Phife Dawg
11) All Good?
12) Declaration
13) Squat!
14) Words From the Chief Rocker
15) With Me
16) Weed #3 - Black Thought
17) Copa (Cabanga)
18) Foolin'
19) The Art of Getting Jumped
20) U Don't Wanna B.D.S.

Album:
"Stakes Is High"

1) 4 More
2) Baby Baby Baby Baby Ooh Baby
3) Betta Listen
4) Big Brother Beat
5) Brakes
6) Dinninnit
7) Dog Eat Dog
8) Down Syndrome
9) Intro - Stakes is High
10) Itzsoweezee
11) Long Island Degrees
12) Pony Ride
13) Stakes is High
14) Sunshine
15) Supa Emcees
16) The Bizness
17) Wonce Again Long Island

Album:
"De La Soul Is Dead"

1) Afro Connections at a Hi 5 (in the eyes of the hoodlum)
2) A Roller Skating Jam Named "Saturdays"
3) Bitties in the BK Lounge
4) Fanatic of the B Word
5) Intro (Da La Soal Is Dead)
6) Johnny's Dead AKA Vincent Mason (Live From the BK Lounge)
7) Keepin the Faith
8) Kicked Out the House
9) Let, Let Me In
10) Millie Pulled a Pistol on Santa
11) My Brother's a Basehead
12) Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Demo
13) Oodles Of O's
14) Pass the Plugs
15) Pease Porridge
16) Rap De Rap Show
17) Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)
18) Shwingalokate
19) Skit 1
20) Skit 2
21) Skit 3
22) Skit 4
23) Skit 5
24) Talkin' Bout Hey Love
25) Who Do U Worship?
26) WRMS' Dedication to the Bitty
27) WRMS: Cat's in Control

Album:
"3 Feet High"

1) A Little Bit Of Soap
2) Buddy
3) Can U Keep A Secret?
4) Change In Speak
5) Cool Breeze On The Rocks
6) D.A.I.S.Y. AGE
7) Description
8) De La Orgee
9) Do As De La Does
10) Eye Know
11) Ghetto Thang
12) Intro
13) I Can Do Anything (Delacratic)
14) Jenifa Taught Me (Derwin's Revenge)
15) Me, Myself And I
16) Plug Tunin' (Last Chance To Comprehend)
17) Plug Tunin' (Original 12"Version)
18) Potholes In My Lawn
19) Say No Go
20) Take It Off
21) The Magic Number
22) This Is A Recording For Living In A Fulltime Era (L.I.F.E.)
23) Transmitting Live From Mars
24) Tread Water

DE LA SOUL
BUHLOONE MIND STATE

Patti Dooke

(Why are niggas always crossing over, huh?)
(I mean, what's the matter?)
(They can accept our music as long as they can't see our faces?)

(One, Two, One Two; You got it)
Wootah!

GURU:
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's Dooke

Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's Dooke

DOVE:
Just the other day I got a starter kit
(An M is a terrible thing to waste)
Caught the face from the backs of the border of the mindstate
I play control to a fraud
(Nah it ain't happenin')
Nada to make it even
Robbin' and theivin' is one who infiltrates with a Colgate frown
Y'all remember my nasal for I sniff frequencies
(Well, it started in the year of '78)
But it's '93 or should I say '94 for my style is much more
(I said, ";Come in";)
Come in
(Come on)
Come out into my reservoir
As I macks a men your bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if... how's about why would
Never thought that the napalm would bust the jeans

POS:
Mash it up
The one with the beard
Mega moustache the beat (hide it)
Deep under sheets, cover this hint
Hostin' all threats but watch out Mr. Jarbage
Jimmy and the jet, standin' on the pier
I'm known as the farmer
Cultivatin' mate without mendin'
Bendin', comprimising any of my styles to gain a smile
Listen while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from Tommy plant bridge crossin' to a larger community
Yet they're soon to see I have a brother named Luck
A nigga named Dres
A groupie named Cassandra caught bobbin' on the head
Of a Baby named Chris, I missed a kid who caught wreck when sayin'
(Afrika and I when Sammy B's on the set)

GURU:
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's Dooke

(Prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
(Prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
(Prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
(And now, prevention against sucka M.C.'s)

(We decided to change the cover a little bit)
(Because we see the big picture)
(Negroes and white folks buyin' this album)
(Negroes and white folks buyin' this album)
(Everybody's gonna know who this group is)
(We just felt that the picture wasn't as important as it was that we
succeeed in crossing over)
(Cross over ain't nuthin' but a double cross)
(Once we lose our audience we never gon' get them back)
(He may even try to change our sound)

POS:
Let no man put asunder
Severin' the groups I never blunder
Cashin' all the checks on the mic
I might cherry to the bush, brand Plug Wonder
Funk to the fame against hoods
Bridges saggin' to woods down under
They can't be raised with the feminine praise
In conjunction with no chocolate in the mix
White boy Roy cannot feel it
But the first to try and steal it
Dilute it, pollute it, kill it
I see him infiltratin' to the masses
And when the leechin' I mo shoot 'em all in they asses

GURU:
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (Yeah!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (Aaah!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's Dooke

(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)
(It might blow up but it won't go pop)

POS:
I shed light and not skin
I ain't from Europe
Afro connects at the root of the retina of the third
Mums the word when ya blind baby
Blind to the fact
Don't rest in Compton so I don't own a gat
But respect is clear crystal
Cause Millie got a pistol
And she's down with me
Wild of most wild
Born child to the old school legitimate (soul)
Talker of the many paragraphs ago
Walker of the plenty broken calves ago
Phantom of the phrase black in many ways
Cause I see her runnin' through the trenches
Comin' in to rent my style

GURU:
I'm not the one to fuck with

POS:
I'm lockin' you out

GURU:
I'm just not to fuck wit so check it
Y'all know who I am
Listen up son
Peace to my man Premier
And y'all better guard your trenches 'cause we runnin' through 'em

(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)
(Do it....fluid....Mess up my mind....)

(Tell me somethin' huh?)
(How come they never cross over to us, huh?)
(I never seen five niggas on Elvis Presley album cover!)

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