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De La Soul

De La Soul is an American hip hop trio formed in 1987 on Long Island, New York. The band is best known for their eclectic sampling, quirky lyrics, and their contributions to the evolution of the jazz rap and alternative hip hop subgenres. The members are Kelvin Mercer, David Jude Jolicoeur and Vincent Mason, known under a variety of nicknames. The three formed the group in high school and caught the attention of producer Prince Paul with a demo tape of the song "Plug Tunin'". more »

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2004

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I'll beatbox

Ah mic test one two 
Aww man  I check it better 
Ah whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark? 
I hit the rhyme with the mayonnaise  that's what I mean 
Ah whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark? 
Man I got beats up my sleeve like you wouldn't BELIEVE! 
Whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark? 

Ah with my "ah one two" I substitute about a loop 
So let me serve with the slope, with the Plug of two scoops! 

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! 

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 cappuccino slowly 

I'sah makes the big money! 
I drive big 

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

Lace the shoe until he dead 

Run! Cause the cop is gonna come 
This my Plug style 

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, ricochet a dame I need a Snicker, 
Satisfy the Norman to the Gladys, Knight 
My glasses help me see the light, so we 
Sip the cappuccino slow 

In life, it's what you see is usually whatcha 
Get, won't take a Drag-without-a-Net, no 
To put the rhythm in the, bone 
Marrow, laid the pipe to please Cari-lou 
I don't know! 
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 

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! 

"Yo who, I don't know who was on the mic man 
This thing smell awful here man"

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