Lyrics Foolin' - De La Soul
If
you're
foolin',
Only
foolin'
If
you're
foolin',
Only
foolin'
Yo,
I
stay
cousin
to
this,
introducing
Mr.
Dave
Banner
Scannin'
proper
with
my
sight
muscle
This
rap
shit,
is
just
my
night
hustle
My
J-O's
to
stay
fearin'
of
my
G-O-D
Whether
what
may,
meet
me
at
the
front
door
See
the
pressure
got
a
nigga
knockin
shit
off
his
desk
'Cause
of
the
stress
I
stack
words
make
cats
bruise
they
neck
tissue
Stay
pertinent
to
the
issues
Cut
your
tag
too
close,
display
these
verses
tight,
virtuals
Sort
of
like
we
supposed
to,
pantyhose
raps
you
run
Stay
dumb
like
black
folks
some
at
bo
sees
Mostly
fakin'
it,
to
make
it
I
play
low-key
til
it's
time
for
you
to
know
me
Stir
my
lime
with
light,
drink
it
down
slowly
Holy
shit!
Now
look
what
I
get
A
whole
string
of
party
people
wanna
run
in
my
mix
In
my
world
they
wanna
fit
like
melanin
in
a
tit
Jam
tight,
they
ain't
my
fam
alright?
They
ain't
my
people
Them
niggas
screamin'
fam
'til
they
rank
measure
equal
Then
vote,
without
leavin'
a
note,
and
that
was
all
she
wrote
Arranged
produced
my
slang's
obtuse
But
some
distort,
tellin'
stories
like
Mother-the-Goose
My
true
fam's
is
David
J
back
since
with
Vince
Mason
We'll
draw
on
three,
leave
that
body
for
the
tracin'
Ultimate
high,
like
them
drugs
you
be
lacin'
Coulda
stood
next
to
me,
at
the
top
of
the
key
But
you
had
to
play
gutter,
didn't
want
to
climb
Now
you
find
yourself
talked
about
in
my
rhyme
While
you
fools
claim
corners,
we
gon'
claim
theories
Y'all
some
stickball
niggas,
we
the
World
Series
Been
here,
pleadin'
the
same
case
Ever
since
we
spaced
about
3 Feet
Pinchin
your
ears,
inchin'
for
years
But
you
still
stuck
at
the
mezzanine
and
We
at
the
penthouse
level
with
the
same
old
rugs
Same
old
tubs,
same
old
tables
and
same
faults
Same
crew
and
the
same
old
train
of
thought
My
guess
you
need
to
head
West
(if
you're
you
foolin')
Thought
we'd
fall
for
your
phonyness
you're
(only
foolin')
Yourself,
thought
you
were
down,
it
takes
more
than
a
smile
And
a
couple
of
pounds
to
be
crew
Man
you
bound
to
get
your
tail
caught
(if
you're
foolin')
Spreadin'
yourself
thin
see
you're
(only
foolin')
Yourself,
thinkin'
all
you
need
is
the
wealth
You
need
to
peep
your
whole
circle
out
Yo,
since
Jam
Master
Jay
been
rockin'
without
a
band
And
that
sister
k.d.
lang
been
sexin'
without
a
man
We
brought
our
ultimate
plan
to
birth
Put
in
work
for
this
game,
it's
not
a
game
to
me
We've
been
furnished
the
props
Now
we
out
to
furnish
properties
we
own
That's
right
(so)
cats
might
know
we
ain't
home
My
throne's
threatened
by
fiends,
try
to
do
dirt
Play
Tony
Randall,
have
that
ass
cleaned
Unveiled
I
see
your
exhibition,
y'all
need
to
cover
that
Fatherless
styles,
y'all
really
need
to
mother
that
Same
expose,
different
page
But
when
you
see
me
in
it
it's
the
same
old
Dave
Y'all
silly,
you're
just
a
civili',
I'm
a
soldier
Troopin
in
this
path
til
the
death
won
us
over
So
if
life
is
a
party
begin,
to
understand
Just
like
the
DJ,
we
stayin
to
the
end
How
you
think
you
gon'
get
away?
(if
you're
foolin')
Changin
faces
on
the
regular
you're
(only
foolin')
Yourself,
big
top
status,
paintin'
your
face
Who
you
think
you
really
gonna
fool
huh?
We
watch,
what
we
got
so
(if
you're
you
foolin')
Around
on
my
premises
you're
(only
foolin')
You,
into
thinkin'
you
can
break
in
to
My
place,
and
not
have
to
face,
our
position
If
you're
foolin'?
Only
foolin'
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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