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Lyrics for Potholes In My Lawn by De La Soul:
| | | Artist: | De La Soul |
| | Album: | 3 Feet High And Rising | | Track: | Potholes In My Lawn | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 147 | | | | Lyrics: | Yo something's wrong here. No not again!)
(Get the daisies for the...)
Potholes in
my lawn
DOVE:
Everybody's sayin'
What to do when suckin' lunatics start
diggin' and chewin'
They don't know that the Soul don't go for that
Potholes in my
lawn
And that goes for my rhyme sheet
Which I concentrated so hard on see
I
don't ask for maximum security
But my dwellin' is swellin'
It nipped my bud when I
happened to fall
Into a spot
Where no ink or an ink-blot
Was on a scroll
I just wrote me a new 'mot'
But now it's gone
There's no
Suckers knew
that I hate
To recognise that every time I'm writin'
It's gone
(Yodel-a-hee,
Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)
Potholes in
my lawn
POS:
I've found that it's not wise
To leave my garden untended
'Cause eyes have now pardoned all laws of privacy
Even paws are after my writer
See, I've found that everyone's sayin'
What to do when suckers are preyin'
On
my well-guarded spreadsheets
Oh why, hell does it send up fleets
Of evil-doers
through the big hole
To get to evil-doers who dig holes
Which leaves my lawn with
lawn-chew
I think I'd better plant traces to give clues
Or better yet call 911
And when they get here I inform them I'm the Plug One
Open a chair and let them
realize the reason
For concern of the Soul,
'Cause we've come down with a case of
potholes
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee,
Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)
Potholes in my lawn
(Who stole, who stole, who stole the
cookie
from the cookie jar?)
DOVE:
Now you got the message
What to
do when you die
The death that I predict in 'Plug Tunin'
It's a shame that you deny
to claim
That you stole my words of fame
That I wrote in my rhyme sheet
Which I concentrated so hard on, see
I don't ask for a barbed wire fence, B
But my
dwellin' is swellin'
It nipped my bud when I happened to fall
Into a spot
Where no ink or an ink-blot
Was on a scroll
I just wrote me a new 'mot'
But
now it's gone there's no
Suckers knew that I hate
To recoginse that every time I'm
writin'
It's gone
Potholes in my lawn
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-a)
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