Lyrics View - De La Soul
Yo,
we
'bout
to
get
it
(get
it)
get
it
(get
it)
Get
it
(get
it)
get
on
down
(down)
down
(down)
Yo,
we
bout
to
get
it
(get
it)
get
it
(get
it)
Get
it
(get
it)
get
on
down
(down)
down
(down)
Yo
We
run
it,
hot
when
we
over
the
drums
To
the
top
'cause
the
bottom
we're
from
We
got
the
drop
on
your
weekend
crew
'Cause
you're
full-time
talkin'
while
we
peepin'
your
view
Rahubaat,
you
know
my
name
I
run
my
humbleness
with
fame
God-body,
nothin'
plain
While
you
claimin'
shepherd
that
you
heard
this
You
heard
this
on
day
first
Watch
my
man,
he'll
make
it
worse
Ain't
no
new
click,
we
still
Native
Clothes
knit,
stitched
tight,
related
That's
the
way
we
handle
it
Pin
us
up
or
mantle
it
We
on
fire,
you
candle
lit
Daydreamin',
on
a
rack
Get
bought
worn
and
brought
back
We
sport
rhyme
thought
real
tight
To
gain
sizes
much
bigger
Live
life
well,
get
mail
filled
with
Checks
from
sales
we
deliver
Spend
a
little,
make
a
little
I
want
it
big
like
white
boy
wallets
Credit
delivered,
Fed-Excellent
To
my
dot
com,
we
on
the
web
like
Charlotte's
Hornet,
back
her
up,
she
too
much
on
it
Your
plastic
ass'll
get
swiped
Past
the
limit
see
you
the
type
To
get
yo'
cosmetics
smeared
on
pillows
all
night
We
run
it,
hot
when
we
over
the
drums
To
the
top
'cause
the
bottom
we're
from
We
got
the
drop
on
your
weekend
crew
'Cause
you're
full-time
talkin'
while
we
peepin'
your
view
While
we
peepin'
your
view
While
we,
peepin'
your
view
We
got
they
eyes
on
lock
Let
them
flock
to
your
wit
while
I
spit
after
you
Look
ma,
I'm
still
rhymin'
Baby
boy
still
providin'
Breakin
bread
in
four
states
Makin
these
struggles
get
gone
Private
eyes,
I
see
y'all
spyin'
You
watch
while
I
clock
Fertilize
my
brain
data
Makin'
accounts
grow
green
like
the
front
lawns
Yo
I
may
be
old
school
But
I'm
not
no
old
fool
Heard
out
your
mouth
words
flee
'Bout
"These
niggas
ain't
nice"
You
just
barbershop
talkin'
While
we
round
the
world
walkin'
B,
you
ain't
D.M.C
You
slip
and
fall
on
my
ice
No
lyin',
straight
shinin'
I
give
you
supper
from
my
upper
diamond
You
got
limbs
so
climb
in
Yo,
soak
up
what
you
find-in
We
too
pure
for
you
to
try
You
sniffin'
maybe's
and
if's
And
if
"if"
was
a
spliff
Man
we'd
all
be
high
But
it's
not,
so
sober
up
You
flashin'
out
like
you
paparazz
You'll
need
to
take
a
liver
shot
To
feel
the
heat
on
how
we
runnin'
it,
yo
We
run
it,
hot
when
we
over
the
drums
To
the
top
'cause
the
bottom
we're
from
We
got
the
drop
on
your
weekend
crew
'Cause
you're
full-time
talkin'
while
we
peepin'
your
view
We
run
it,
hot
when
we
over
the
drums
To
the
top
'cause
the
bottom
we're
from
We
got
the
drop
on
your
weekend
crew
'Cause
you're
full-time
talkin'
while
we,
while
we
While
we
lettin'
you
know
I'm
in
a
Certified
rhyme
meadow
for
days
If
you
ask
Mercenary
bout
this
shit,
it
pays
Hitting
Willie
Mays
style
out
the
park
Mastering
in
this
Art
that's
Official
Your
ears
absorb
this
like
tears,
on
a
tissue
Cause
my
thoughts
are
dollar
bill
crisp
Distinct
like
E-Double's
lisp
L.I.
alumni,
wonder
why
I
got
it
Got
it?
Get
a
piece
Got
product
that
you
all
should
own
and
not
lease
Some
say
drummers
play
synonymous
with
ill
With
wordplay,
that
keep
us
all
paid
like
a
bill
We're
the
parent
company
You
the
sub
in
my
D-I-vision
You
don't
know
how
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1 Spitkicker.com / Say R.
2 U Can Do (Life)
3 My Writes (feat. Tash, J-RO & Xzibit)
4 Oooh / Ghost Weed Skit 01
5 Thru Ya City
6 I.C. Y'all (feat. Busta Rhymes)
7 View
8 Interluden
9 Set the Mood (feat. Indeed)
10 All Good?
11 Declaration
12 Squat! (feat. Mike D & Ad Rock)
13 Words from the Chief Rocker (feat. Busy Bee)
14 With Me
15 Copa (Cabanga)
16 Foolin'
17 The Art of Getting Jumped
18 U Don't Wanna B.D.S.
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