Текст (слова) песни: De La Soul - Big Brother Beat

[Featuring Mos Def]
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
Ha! Ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha!!
Intro/Chorus: De La + Mos Def
Now this goes out to all area clicks
Centralized and way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the De La/De La/Native Tongue
in the mix
Just like log cabin syrup my sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area clicks
From manicured lawns to projects bricks/bricks/from 718 to the 51-6
Remember to keep the Mos Def/Native Tongue
in the mix
Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets/gets/straight butter
hits
Verse One: Mos Def, Dove, Posdonus
Now, come on y`all, get live get down
What we have is a brand new sound
So don`t none of y`all just be misled
The De La`s gonna do the body good like wheat bread
Shakin laces out of shoes, Mos Def bought the brews
Sittin indian squats to make that red tie knots
See I`m out to get the corn like in them rainbow pots
Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks
Via sinus complex, I aims to clog it up
Snappin by the pain as a crew hear the gain
We remain on your mind like skulls, not a golem
I`ma show it in the house all perimeters are blown
Native Tongue come through to make you say yes yes
This is the body Mos Def style fresh like baby breath
We are the killer combination with the size to administer
the beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes
Chorus
Now check it out, and ya don`t stop
We got the big brother beat, ya don`t stop
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Mos Def, Posdonus, Dove
I don`t bug out I chill, don`t be actin ill
No trick in ninety-six, Native Tongue gon build
But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cause to me, MC mean, make it clean
When I speak on groups and I`m smooth like gabba D
Tryin to hang out with Dove and catch love in Aberdine (word up)
I bag dimes like my man born on August 17
Life be nuttin but a river son I`m swimmin upstream
Playin wait up, with the data servin your ears
with information due to confirmation of the nation`s most
wicked ways of livin, like them glassy eyed beans
Inhale to smoke the fiends, while bangin a table
Rated at the high point of the mass
Rippin MC`s at the top of a class, occasionally
rippin some sucker`s face
Or some suckable ass from a girl
It`s a big brother beat for the wide wide world
I`m makin memos off these demos back in eighty-nine
Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind (right)
Did the hustle with a couple of us, but soon noted
That my niggaz buttered Benedict rolls, and then voted
I wrote in the dark so I could feel it like braille (uh-huh)
Heard the big brother beat, got locked with no bail
Came to set like equators invented, with the heat
Yo Mos Def how you radiate to make it complete
RIGHT *echoes*, so when I shine the light crabs wince
Manifestin for the future here in the present tense
No doubt, I love the sound biggin out off your Jeeps
Son I want the little kids bangin big brother beats
Chorus
We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Perfecta, perfecta
(repeat 3X)
Word up

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: De La Soul - Big Brother Beat [Featuring Mos Def] Ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha Ha! Ha ha ha ha Ah ha ha ha ah ha ha ha ha ha!! Intro/Chorus: De La + Mos Def Now this goes out to all area clicks Centralized and way out in the sticks Remember to keep the De La/De La/Native Tongue in the mix Just like log cabin syrup my sound is game thick Now this goes out to all area clicks From manicured lawns to projects bricks/bricks/from 718 to the 51-6 Remember to keep the Mos Def/Native Tongue in the mix Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets/gets/straight butter hits Verse One: Mos Def, Dove, Posdonus Now, come on y`all, get live get down What we have is a brand new sound So don`t none of y`all just be misled The De La`s gonna do the body good like wheat bread Shakin laces out of shoes, Mos Def bought the brews Sittin indian squats to make that red tie knots See I`m out to get the corn like in them rainbow pots Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks Via sinus complex, I aims to clog it up Snappin by the pain as a crew hear the gain We remain on your mind like skulls, not a golem I`ma show it in the house all perimeters are blown Native Tongue come through to make you say yes yes This is the body Mos Def style fresh like baby breath We are the killer combination with the size to administer the beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes Chorus Now check it out, and ya don`t stop We got the big brother beat, ya don`t stop (repeat 2X) Verse Two: Mos Def, Posdonus, Dove I don`t bug out I chill, don`t be actin ill No trick in ninety-six, Native Tongue gon build But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed Cause to me, MC mean, make it clean When I speak on groups and I`m smooth like gabba D Tryin to hang out with Dove and catch love in Aberdine (word up) I bag dimes like my man born on August 17 Life be nuttin but a river son I`m swimmin upstream Playin wait up, with the data servin your ears with information due to confirmation of the nation`s most wicked ways of livin, like them glassy eyed beans Inhale to smoke the fiends, while bangin a table Rated at the high point of the mass Rippin MC`s at the top of a class, occasionally rippin some sucker`s face Or some suckable ass from a girl It`s a big brother beat for the wide wide world I`m makin memos off these demos back in eighty-nine Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind (right) Did the hustle with a couple of us, but soon noted That my niggaz buttered Benedict rolls, and then voted I wrote in the dark so I could feel it like braille (uh-huh) Heard the big brother beat, got locked with no bail Came to set like equators invented, with the heat Yo Mos Def how you radiate to make it complete RIGHT echoes, so when I shine the light crabs wince Manifestin for the future here in the present tense No doubt, I love the sound biggin out off your Jeeps Son I want the little kids bangin big brother beats Chorus We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits Perfecta, perfecta (repeat 3X) Word up Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Big Brother Beat: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14605.html Все тексты песен: De La Soul » De La Soul - Afro Connections at a Hi 5 » De La Soul - Bitties in the BK Lounge » De La Soul - I Am I Be » De La Soul - Wonce Again Long Island » De La Soul - Trying People » De La Soul - Shwingalokate » De La Soul - Who Do U Worship? » De La Soul - Brainwashed Follower » De La Soul - Wonce Again Long Island » De La Soul - Shwingalokate » De La Soul - Dinninnit » De La Soul - U Can Do » De La Soul - I Be Blowin » De La Soul - Verbal Clap » De La Soul - Down Syndrome » De La Soul - My Writes » De La Soul - My Brother`s a Basehead » De La Soul - Simply » De La Soul - Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Dem » De La Soul - Description Рекомендуем скачать: » The Odds - Horsehead Nebula » The Juliana Theory - Variations On A Theme » The Lox - Tribute to the Notorious B.I.G. EP » Too Short - These Are the Tales » Tevin Campbell - Alone With You » Tha Eastsidaz - Another Day » Ten Hands - Don`t Listen To The Voices In Your Head » Tom McRae - You only disappear » Tracy Byrd - Every Time I Do » Tracy Lawrence - In A Moment Of Weakness » Tom Petty - Ain`t Love Strange » Tlc - Hey Hey Hey Hey » Too $hort f George Clinton - It`s a Cold Day (The Funk Wit U Nix) » Ty Herndon - A Love Like That » Tabula Rasa - Just Guns And... » Token - The Undiscovered Rose » The Pretenders - Complex person » Terence Trent D`arby - If You Go Before Me » Trisha Yearwood - Away In A Manger » Tiamat - As long as you are mine
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