Buhloone Mind State

Pos:
Smoothed out without the r and b
(mercy) come on!
(mercy) come on y'all!
(mercy) come on!
There's no r and b in this song
So come along fly children come along
Come along fly children come along
Come along fly children come along
There's no r and b in this song!

Pushed up a dame by the name of crystal
Who flaunts to the point just like a missile
A habit wit ear kiddin' wit gold mags
And since she fancies facial hair she asks my name
(hey baby what's your name?)
Now ever so fab i said i'm wala
Miss wild who used to run tough wit koala
She was a winner of my metaphor and she knew that
I said i'm gonna feed your mouth she said you do that
Now crystal stops the jeep i think i'm mad fly
She used to have a man wit lots of mad signs
Her strut was guaranteed to make a gay smile
And in bed she had proved to be real agile
I show her to the lounge and i dined her
Then she gave me some digits where i could find her
I licked her like a stamp
Laid and sticked her like a champ
But the... um she gave me burn
I had to go see the doctor

(3 days later) skeezer skeezer skeezer (uhhhh)
(3 days later) skeezer skeezer skeezer (oh yeah)
(3 days later) skeezer skeezer skeezer
(3 days later) skeezer skeezer skeezer!

Dove:
Well it was thirty after nine and i was loungin'
Tokin' on some smoke that i was poundin'
I rang up seven up so we can skip to the mall
Thinkin' a good day to shop
But then we got stopped
A shooter man said "yo this is a stick up"
A whole lot of dirt was 'bout to kick up
I had screens in my pocket
And man, tonight's my date
Wit smokey sue, now what was i to do?
In my head i'm thinking, 'should i dodge the bullet?'
'man this kid is bluffin' you can pull it'
I feared the whole scene,
The shooter didn't bluff
Now look at me now,
He shot my ass dead
(yeah)

(you shouldn't have)
(i did, so let's get in the van)
(you shouldn't have)
(i did, so get in the fucking van!)

(i love you babe)
(i.. i love you babe)
(i love you babe)
(i love you babe)

Skeezer skeezer skeezer
Skeezer skeezer skeezer
Skeezer skeezer skeezer
Skeezer skeezer skeezer!

(i can just remember the number...)

Dove: just another area
Pos: for me to patrol
Dove: just another area
Pos: that shows i got soul
Dove: just another area
Pos: for me to patrol
Dove: just another area
Pos: that shows i got soul
I got soul you see, i'm swimming in the de la
I'm in my hood man, my manhood worries ya
I'm known for sampling of soul food
Off the old school plates
When i met up with my niggas from the 718
One the jungle bro, the other questers from queens
Yet i had the matrix of the 516 in my jeans
Still i sided with my funk to bring my second on call
For me and the sheep, our mission's on the beach of 804
(you're runnin' on an empty tank)
But still get paid in full
(and get the girls)
Man, i'm packing gravitational pull
Bring the instamatic avalanche, my code intervenes
I'm out to scout the areas that remains to be seen
(what?)

Dove:
Well, many many digits had me seeking in my wizard
Man, who's ringing up my area (ooh) oh!
I used to shoe it to the bridge but that's gone
Like the 718's out of vietnam
Sniffin' skypagers had me drugged
(man i knew a psycho)
703's on my love bug
I made mates with the brothers up in 215
Crazy buddhas in my mind
My chattanooga champ had me late for the camp
And my 202 keeps me marvellous
I guess mars was my hideaway
But if the stars for a getaway...

Pos:
Since i'm capable i conjure up a walk in this way
I slip a syllable for aspen and a chester souffle
I be the 919 seeker, 'cause ain't off logic
So when i'm with my crew i always have a place to sit
Due to this, a brother tries to play me
(yeah, like one in 514)
Yo, some kid tried to flip on me
They instigated a brawl
(so we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall)
Then i just laughed
(ha ha ha ha ha ha)
(we whooped that ass)
And put the feelings aside, i know who i am
I cast the grain by the pound
I make sounds with the horn
When i colour the corn, caught the fit
And sit the two when honey slung the tip

Dove:
Well i'm taking my finds to the 301's
And im playing my flute in the rear kibbut
My man from the 908's, he don't like it like that
So i pipes till the sunshine hikes
A kettle of our master plan makes a malibu idol
(god forgive me) well, it's a hook
The third to the 0 to the 5 had top feel the vibe
When the 516 played convicts

Mase:
The man maseo is here to put the habit along
And what you have, i'm 'bout to speak about your area code
Is it 918? (no)
Is it 212? (no)
Speakin' on 404? (hell no)
What about 516? (i dunno)
What is it? (not tellin' ya)
What is it? (not tellin' ya)
What is it? (not tellin' ya)
What is it? (not tellin' ya)
(huh? what?)

Pos:
Just another area for me to patrol
I got status 'cause i'm baddest with the paint
Giving upside down frowns to london wood 703
Her moms didn't like it, i had to let be
For the fact i lays bricks
'cause my semen ends with the letter t
My seed is hard to submerge
I play the tack in the wall if my rear's not watched
'cause some knuckle might just head for the urge
But i got prince paul in the area
(oh, it's like that now)
I got hot dog in the area
(heh heh heh)
I got the violators in the area
(aaah)
I's got the violators in the area
(aaah)
It don't matter where you hide, i clear up the fall
Cop the fuck outta here, you fake-ass fraud
Clear my area

(i'm going home now, i have been up all night.)
(i been up all night, it's still friday to me.)
(come on now. hey, ellory, i'm going home!)
(bob to the bob, d-dang, d-dang diggy-diggy)

(thank you, thank you, and for my latest basket of cherries, here it
Goes, baby!)
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
(everything i do's gonna be fine)

Pos:
Channeling in sync so my would bring (what!)
Wit dat, causin' all fat i'm responsible for ya diet
(keep it quiet!)
Yo i got beats. state this stitch on my national fabric
My daughter will speak the arabic that's how i lift
Levitate to my nation when holding up your nickels
I pie like crumble so i don like rickles
Like green on the pickle
My papes are the up master of the cabbage patch

Dove:
Ya eyes got the latch

Pos:
So catch the cut, i hold the rut
For the people's reminder when in maseo path
I be the finder of the patch

Dove:
Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip'
Take the horse into the jolly ranch
Keep the hush
The good, the bad, and uncle tom, beat it kid
(whoaaaa....!)
Do doo doo do do do do do
Show the sheep cause i found the food
When i string the man wit the eye patch
The eye patch
When i'm walkin' it and could ya make it go sha na na na
(mmmmmmm)

Pos:
It sniffs good
Punks show disguises when i'm standing in the wood
I be the in 'cause the brother holdin' glocks is out
I be the in 'cause the pusher runnin' blocks is out
I be the in 'cause the kid smokin' weed,
Shootin' seed which leads to a girl's stomach
Being 'bout a half a ton is out
Show the finger print
And give me good grief for my lumber
Pants will sag 'cause i'm licensed as a plumber
Feel the plug
(yo, something's wrong here)
Now give a shout

Dove: yo what's up, i'd like to give a holler to big 7 off in the
Oakenone!
Pos: and i bring an income in to my baby girl twyla in white plains and
All my peoples out in delaware.
Mase: yeah yeah yeah, and i like to give a shout out to all those
Rappers who dissed us on records, and i wanna
Let you know you're still wack.
And oh yeah, i ain't mentioned no names 'cause you might f...

(all right. i'm sorry, i didn't know you were going back to that)
(ecoutez. ecoutez.)

* bizmarkie starts out the song beatboxing while
De la soul chants the words "i'll beatbox" *

[dove] ah mic test one two
[bizm] aww man, i check it better
[dela] ah whatcha mean bizmarkie? whatcha mean bizmark?
[bizm] i hit the rhyme with the mayonnaise, that's what i mean
[dela] ah whatcha mean bizmarkie? whatcha mean bizmark?
[bizm] man i got beats up my sleeve like you wouldn't believe!
[dela] whatcha mean bizmarkie? whatcha mean bizmark?

[bizmarkie]
Ah with my "ah one two" i substitute about a loop
So let me serve with the slope, with the plug of two scoops!

[dove]
Mr. miyag' never did dip for dove
Bootleggers my legs and, grit about a hug
And who gets the motts, i knots by the chance
I rain-dance.. i rain-dance
But steppin just a bit i don't need another shadow
Makes makes, is gonna be the new man's motto
Don't increase the bull, because my pulley is broken
And my belly is full
It's a second i reckon on the bone and the ball
Makin london bridges fall, so check it
I bring a point to the joints that we change and chop
But we could bring it back to the beatbox!

* bizmarkie beatboxes with style and soul *

[posdonus]
I'm posdonus plug wonder.. plotter
Serenade her cause i gotta.. record
When in the womb i was naked.. now i
Chill with latex cause of how i, enter
The black wood without a splinter, provin
I had the chills what helps in movin, asses
Saw the light cause i got glasses, so we
Sip the cappucino slowly

[bizmarkie]
I'sah makes the big money!
I drive big

[posdonus]
Cars, serve the bubble like a bar.. tender
When in flight like a sender, lace
Sticks of dynamite on bass, head

[bizmarkie]
Lace the shoe until he dead

[shorty no mas]
Run! cause the cop is gonna come
This my plug style

[posdonus]
So they can kiss my, grits
Hold my balls without a mitt.. grab
The mouthpiece to talk the dag.. nabit
I keeps goin like that rabbit, rico-
-chet a dame i need a snicker, satis-
-fy the norman to the gladys, knight
My glasses help me see the light, so we
Sip the capuccino slow

[bizmarkie]
In life, it's what you see is usually whatcha

[posdonus]
Get, won't take a drag-without-a-net, no

[bizmarkie]
To put the rhythm in the, bone

[posdonus]
Marrow, laid the pipe to please cari-lou

[bizmarkie]
I don't know!

[posdonus]
If it's true..
.. that's a fumble!
Well catch a fever from the jungle
Chocolate, nubian girls flock to it, sweets
And if i can't sample beats, get the
Beatbox equipped with the, dirt
Bizmark and doug e. works, fine
Mase work the wheel i tangle lines, hark
The light is thirsty in the dark
So we..

* bizmarkie beatboxing while de la soul chants the words "i'll beatbox" *

[dove]
It's like i saw it in the river but my m wasn't fixed
Super heavy like a chevy pump a maseo mix
I had some screams in my pockets, and played it kinda hush
And did the outs (got to check out, the avenue)
I peeped the ?? zoah ?? on the gimme gimme, plus we hit the plat'
Then the amps was on samp's, the villains got fat
The natives weren't the neighbor then to, nigga please
It's a hustle for a joint when your settlement g's
But we still be on the wax because it acts like that
We still be on the moves because it moves like that
So there ain't no reason to don't stop
Cause we can bring it back to the beatbox!

* bizmark finishes it off *

"yo who, i don't know who was on the mic man
This thing smell awful here man.."

Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two

"breakadawn.. breakadawn.."
Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 6x)

Verse one: posdonus

I was born in the boogie down catscan
Where my building fell down on the rats and
People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)
While i settle off the shores of the long isle
My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit
I am the man-ner of the family cuz the pants fit
I want to let forensics prove, that i can mends
Groove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say
Salutations to the nation of the nubians
We bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again
I got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm
I gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term
Tallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket
For the brother he's a nigga when he packs it
So get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note
That means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the

"breakadawn.. breakadawn.."
Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)

Verse two: dove, posdonus

Aiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer
Wave the eighteen mill', eat a still
Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double
Loop the coin and join the minimum wage
I had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j
Lay it low and late night i get sessed
Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset
Wagin my days, to the one bet
Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine
Out of line, i breeze into the early mornin
Freak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder
Cause the days of the breaks, be just about over
The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks
I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere
Reasons for the cheer all temperature here
I keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding

I be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi
I got the flea up in the name "ah one two, ah one two"
Can't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others
Latchin on to when i caught the fame "ah one two, ah one two"
Pass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend
I tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ "ah one two, ah one two"
I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry
Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def
So like the autographs you sign until the

"breakadawn.. breakadawn.."
Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)

Verse three: dove, posdonus

We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is
Cause in the mix, man, it's alright
Momma got the rhythm to my daylife
My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves
To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville
And how i relate, the same side of my gates
Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees
And the weather feels fine
You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man
But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around
I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far
Gathered the new, from the zoas around
Grew up with mikey rodes and played the codes
Sometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz
A simple, "how ya do?" ah check it from my friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special

Now there's no +shiny happy people+ in the crew we play the rough
I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low
You know the neverending factor while i'm over, tell a squid
I know an enterprising brother, so report to the bridge
I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right
(cause a squid is just a punk) yo he deserved to lose the fight
I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin up the stream
Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight
We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell
Let's round em up and get em back to the hotel
Motel, holiday, inn-fact!
I'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul
Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder
Than the normal rappin fool "ah one two, ah one two"

Artist: de la soul f/ kan takagi, scha dara parr

[intro]
Get into groove now, something like
Givin' into my own shit, now

Could a drummer have some y'all
Could a drummer have some more
Said a drummer ain't have none
In a long time
C'mon, drummer

Bring that beat back, bring that beat back (x3)

Y'all wanna hear that beat, right?

1,2 1,2

[kan takagi (in japanese)]
Uh
Suttarakankan kankankankan takagi kan
Beat ni noseta kashi kore ichiban
So toshi gin-yu shijin groove
Meguri megutte konomachi de furu
Toyota ni honda nippon mo iroiro
Sony *chiba chiba* sonota moromoro
Dashicha irukedo rap no rokuon
Marena koto daga ima rock on

[scha dara parr (in japanese)]
1 (1) 2 (2)
3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12
13 jikan hikouki ni nokkari koko new york
(oh yeah)
Bibiri jo jo jo
Ani shinco bose
(oh shit)
Hora mite prince paul, maseo, pos ni dove mo iru jan yo
Eigo de nandaka itteru yo
(naanuu)
Rap wo site miro to
Gogo 2 ji studio
Hai ok
Richigi na boku ra ha mochi on time
Ee member nanka dare hitori kicha ine
5jikan karuuku keika shite
What's up?
Wassa wassa to renchu kimashita
Ha to kigatukya studio no naka
Yes, yes y'all
We don't stop
Konna monde minasan ikaga desho

Dove:
I'm buggin'

Pos:
E-ghostbusters

Dove:
Mercy, mercy, (ego trip, ego trip)
Mercy! (ego trip, ego trip), mercy!!!

Mase:
Aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!!
Aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!!
Aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!!
Aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!! aaah!!!

Dove:
Yep, yep big trucker man's rollin' in town
How ya do, how ya do
I got the joints to make ya...(jump!)
Because i'm headin' eastbound
Tired of the merry go round and around
And everybody's talkin' bout you're so funny
But they still tellin' lies to me
I got the trees in my backyard
And it's hard for them to tell a lie to me
And who's the foot, i'm the foot but who's steppin'
(ain't no half steppin')
You know where i'm steppin'
Skirts play wit it cause i'm slick like that
I'm the greatest mc in the world!!
You gots to gimme gimme mine cause i'm heavy when i weigh it
Watch the way i say it (ego trip)
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up
I never did it
The flavor's bein' butt but brothers ain't gettin' it
Get it; or else you're a goner
When i rolls over ya gonna have to wanna lamp
Cause it's the chattanooga champ
Takin' a train...takin' a train...takin' a train...takin' a train...

Pos:
Now i'm somethin' like a phenomenon
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
Well i'm the hourglass cat
Drug it out of jack

Dove:
For jill

Pos:
Cause i spilled the phenomenon
Pack the holes in my lawn
The girls in my saun[a]
Word is born i'm a livin' phenomenon
Well i'm a better brand cause i'm a superman
I run the block with my circle cause i'm nubian
I got the platinum rust, so don't even fuss
Cause dj paul, he's down wit us
Now people stop takin' my stylin' for a joke
I don't sassafrass i put the foot up the ass
Sometimes i'm fast, blow off like a seal

Shortie no mas:
When they reminisce over you

Pos:
For real
Mase chopped the record down to the bone
And now renee king is on my telephone
But i got the ring ring ha ha hey hey

Shortie no mas:
Cause this type of shit it happens everyday

Pos:
I got to make me a connection so my imports stuff
(word!) wo, word 'em up
Cause i'm so fly...

Dove:
Yes on and on
I'm ins like (?) go buy my yacht
I got gills like johnny
Sail at 7 elf (well good for ya)
Bigger than bigs, dig it (i dug it)
Ways that amazes popes
I am the is equals is cause it's caught up
When the tides taught me the ropes
No weights for the baits (man i'll give you four)
For a verb unheard of (man gimme one more)
Alright you got it if you're special
With a dapper toe tapper when a lot's goin' on
(and ain't a damn thing happenin')
The answer to the riddle is me and here's the question
Who can be (fresh)
Who can be (dope)
Who can be (nice)
Who can be (beautiful)
Who can be (word)
Who can be....

Pos:
Me be the jericho turnpike bandit
Yes competition try to troupe my way
I sing the song you never heard before
I feed the famine in your mind
So mind ya manners baby
I run a line on ya
Lay ya on the springs then sway ya
All this and a condom cause i be a taxpayer
Promotin' of a moccasin i skin like danny boone
When i swallow hear the (gulp)
So give me room just give me room back the hell up

Shorty no mas:
Back the hell up
Know what i'm sayin'

Pos:
Or when i run the mic there won't be no delayin'
Pressure 40 does it like a easy bake oven

Dove:
Blues got the muffin

Shorty no mas:
Eat it

Dove:
Blues got the muffin

Shorty no mas:
Eat it!!

Pos:
Intoxicate many wit my talk without intoxicatin' myself low
So i gots to walk slow but.....

Dove:
Don't you get too hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh
(ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip,)

(aaah!! aaah!! aahh!! aahh!! aahh!!
Aaah!! aaah!! aahh!! aahh!! aahh!!
Aaah!! aaah!! aahh!! aahh!! aahh!!
Aaah!! aaah!! aahh!! aahh!! aahh!!
Aaah!! aaah!! aahh!! aahh!! aahh!!)

Prince paul:
Somebody's cryin'?
I know somebody's cryin'.
Who's cryin'?
Yo, somebody's cryin' here.

(trippin' down the fuckin stairs)
(yeeaaahhh!)