The Soul will let you know it's time And it's a DAISY age (La la la la, lah) (This is a DAISY age) (Sing about, sing about the DAISY age) (Let it rain
This is a D.A.I.S.Y. age This is a D.A.I.S.Y. age This is a D.A.I.S.Y. age This is a D.A.I.S.Y. age This is a D.A.I.S.Y. age La la la la, lah This
Traduzione: De La Soul. Daisy Age.
wanted to? If I ever had the chance, I know I'd be a ghost I'd be that monster in the dark and scare the shit outta folks I'd be that bumpin' in the
KnowI'msayin'? I'd like to send a prayer for out there For all them thug angels, you know? I'd like to give a prayer for all those that's strugglin',
I got a whole outfit And a new fitted cap that I ain't wore out yet (Check, check, check) And I'm beamin' Yeah, and I seen it, like a twenty-seven inch
finally realize it's just the all-eye seeing Black Man Supreme, knowledge machine The Alpha and Omega, the Arm-a-Leg-a-Leg-a-Arm-a-Head And like jam these
I die Far over the border I'll fly When I was a boy - fifteen years of age I traveled south through the sand and the sage A sad, gray world was all that I
s mandatory, got packet ??? And I jack it, it's major dope when I rap it [Chorus:] I'm all in for the paper, big bases I chases I keep a Glock on the
video You probably do the splits like the godfather of soul While I'm rottweiler patrol, first I clock dollars Then I pop collars with hoes, I got a
felonies see You spit phlegm I spit fumes Across the ruins of kiosks hoverin' sand dunes A miniature man-nume, it's National Lampoon's Alien Vacation I
's not a dream and the colors I wear is do or die if I git caught slippin will I meet evil up in disguise so I pack a bigger strap, .32 round cap with
I'm here with De La Soul A.k.a. De La, a.k.a. The Plugs We're about to get in this song, "Church" A.k.a. "It's Reality"! [Verse 1] Aiyyo, wake up! Wipe
there's nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul Felt destructive cause I don't give a fuck if I go I know y'all been told I don't give a fuck about
Oh I, Oh I (oohh I), (oohh I) Oh I, Oh I (ooohhh wwoaahhhh) You want the funk I can see it moving takin over your soul Over your soul (over your soul
livin room Thinkin of, a master plan Tryin to find a way out Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh So I painted me a picture of a life, to make a dream