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Lyrics for Supa Emcees by De La Soul:
| | | Artist: | De La Soul |
| | Album: | Stakes Is High | | Track: | Supa Emcees | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 139 | | | | Lyrics: | Chorus: (Slick Rick sample from MC Ricky D and Doug E. Fresh's
"La Di Da Di")
Hey
whatever happened to the *emcees*
Times done changed for the *emcees*
Every woman
and man wanna *emcee*
But for what I tell you *emcee*ing ain't for you!
Hey
whatever happened to the *emcees*
Times done changed for the *emcees*
Every woman
and man wanna *emcee*
But for what I tell you *emcee*ing ain't for you!
Verse One:
Dove
Man I'm on the set like the flicks so let your parents flash
A splash bigger
than whales, I'm makin monsters mash
Spit Pinnochio's Theory when shit be looking weary
I need rest, but I boogie for now, I'm on some mess
like the best mics respond to me
Living days, like dreams of specializing in the art that pays
I be a mystic for life,
so check my ID number
Emcees be kneading/needing dough while I make bread like Wonder
Yes, that's what you heard, so save that acting for the screen
See you can can that
manager with the beans
I bust emcees like lies surprise em out the box
Put away the
soda pops I'd rather rub on the rocks
A dime-getter tried to get what I got, for what?
I guess Southern folks cash makes the lovin come fast
But I'm past alla that, it's
time to break with the breeze
Get to your knees, here comes the Supa Emcees
Chorus
Verse Two: Pos
Within this program of rap, I'll eradicate the glitches
Yo I'm
dark like Wesley, but I be sparkin more bitches
and to them my constellation put your lives
in jep
While you others represent, I present my rep
Cause when it comes to making
dents, I'm that main in print
Even smoked from blunts which give eyes the reddish tint
Could not prevent, YOU from seeing I'm the light
but bring attention to my words like
some ads in tights
I heard you want to fight me, with your words on stage
So Mase
pulls that instrumental from the jam YOU made
And as he starts cutting what you sold, I'll
talk all over your tones
as if my name was Pete Rock or Sean "Puffy" Combs
Send your
tattered ass home, with celly phones I roam
with my fleet, here to make this rap game
complete
While you live fables, unstable, acting very radical
Projecting like you're
hard, when in fact you're quite vaginal
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