Текст (слова) песни: De La Soul - The Bizness

Intro: common (craig mack sample from "get down")

And and bass up the track a little bit

Cuz I Im here I wanna hear that boom bish boom, knowhatimsayin?

Yeah yeah you know the bizness

Common sense, soul with the de la

Get all them play-ahs

We the rhyme sayers

Huh, and thats the bizness, hah

Gonna do it like this

Gettin it that

Like the chicago streets

Verse one: dove

I speak divine of God theories, no need to be high

Always exhale the facts cause I dont inhale lye/lie

Play the greater mans game, to bounce off my losses

So I can earn the acres (uhh) the houses (yeah) the horses (huh)

Of course its much greater than your benx or your lex

The engine to my comprehension is just too complex

Much too complex, efx/effects be live like das

Making moves down south, to avoid the chaos

And never, flaunt the coin cuz dime-getters be gazin

They call me luther van, they say my style is so amazin

Im fazin those whore supposed to have the last laughter

Cuz even when Im gone Im reappearin in the after

I haveta, send respects to real money makers

Do not connect us with those champaign sippin money fakers

Taste the quarter pound with spice from chi-town

Now what that prove, youre so full you cant even move

Chorus:

Cause Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e

And cant another brother cook these delicacies

Well Im the p-l-u, the g-to-the-one

Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

And Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n

I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win

Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n

I sit and think with a drink...

Verse two: common

Do you wanna be a mc? or do you wanna serve

Do you wanna be dope? or do you wanna deal it

Fabricated acryllic, I feel it, Im the style molester

I do a show get extra ps like the large professor

In fact I get more hoes than tessa, peep game like a

Refa-ree in soul control of my

Desti-ny, in the best of, three out of five

Whip anybody ass at nba live, rappers

Take a dive like greg lougainis with his bitch-ass

Rather be in bebes alley, than at the click with gators

Not a hater of the players, Im more like a coach, or an owner

I used to love h.e.r., but now I bone her (ahuh-hah!)

At one point in rhyme I thought I lost my erection

But then I got it back with the resurrection, blessings

Upon rhymes old man who called him traitor

Big com stradamus niggaz styles I predict

Chorus:

Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n

I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win

And Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e

And cant no other brother cook these delicacies

Well Im the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one

Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Verse three: pos

Im the most from the coast of the east, then flee

Droppin more knowledge than litter, on the new york peeve

Its me, wonder why, in the place to be

Certified, as superior, mc

While others explore to make it hardcore

I make it hard for, wack mcs to even step inside the door

Cause these kids is rhyming, sometiming

And when we get to racing on the mic, they line up to see

The lyrical killing, with stained egos on the ceiling

My rhymes escalates like black death rates

Over music plates, being played as the rule

Kids thinking stepping to the soul, youre labelled fools

Who claims to drop jewels but for now you do the catching

I dont worry on what crew you run, or what section of earth

You reside, youre not even a man

So I dont seem it mandatory taking your pride

But I will, cause my man said soul for the life

You cried "keepin it real", yet you should try keepin it right

Thats understanding microphone mathematics

Which leaves the currency in temporary world status

And when one shows he posed threat to this one

This one will make that one into none

Simple equation, zero, you shouldnt play hero

If you cant stand strong like the island Im from

Chorus:

Now Im the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one

Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Yeah, and Im the-c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n

I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win

And Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e

And cant another brother cook these delicacies

See cant another brother cook these delicacies

See cant another brother cook these delicacies

Outro: common

Ahh thats how, thats how Im supposed to do my thing huh

Like triple it, alright

Thats how we do it, all the way from strong island to chicago

The type of freestyler flow

Yeah, its fluent, and we dont need to flow no more

Hah

Intro: *this comes before "wonce again long island" on the lp*

To my man mos def yo he nonstop

To my man enola, yo hes nonstop

And to my kin de calhoun, yo hes nonstop

Yo that girl mp, yo shes nonstop

And to that crew camp lo, yo they nonstop

And to that nigga pop life, yo hes nonstop

And to my cousin fudd love, you know he nonstop

My brother lucky and pert, yo they nonstop

And to my man joe buck, you know he nonstop

And my man extra p, yo hes nonstop

And my man mike divine, you know he nonstop

That kid called baby paul, yo hes nonstop

And to the jazzyfatnastees, yo youre nonstop

And my peoples beatminerz, man they nonstop

And to my man mr. bug, you know youre nonstop

And yo, litro, yo, hes nonstop

And to, my dean the green, yo youre nonstop

And to my man prince paul yo hes nonstop

And to that man kid capri yo you nonstop

And a tribe called quest, man they nonstop

And dont forget the jungle beez yo they nonstop

Extra verse: *sampled from "down syndrome"*

Let me tell you a little something about soul (tell em son)

I be a piece of the east coast, so give a toast to

Plug wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in jigga

So when I ran a phrase in june you didnt catch it til december

Im a member of them kids from the inner city

Giving you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making

More money than a pagan holiday

Not from the pjs, yet I still got something to say

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Yeah yeah you know the bizness Common sense, soul with the de la Get all them play-ahs We the rhyme sayers Huh, and thats the bizness, hah Gonna do it like this Gettin it that Like the chicago streets Verse one: dove I speak divine of God theories, no need to be high Always exhale the facts cause I dont inhale lye/lie Play the greater mans game, to bounce off my losses So I can earn the acres (uhh) the houses (yeah) the horses (huh) Of course its much greater than your benx or your lex The engine to my comprehension is just too complex Much too complex, efx/effects be live like das Making moves down south, to avoid the chaos And never, flaunt the coin cuz dime-getters be gazin They call me luther van, they say my style is so amazin Im fazin those whore supposed to have the last laughter Cuz even when Im gone Im reappearin in the after I haveta, send respects to real money makers Do not connect us with those champaign sippin money fakers Taste the quarter pound with spice from chi-town Now what that prove, youre so full you cant even move Chorus: Cause Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e And cant another brother cook these delicacies Well Im the p-l-u, the g-to-the-one Walk around the planet earth making money having fun And Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n I sit and think with a drink... Verse two: common Do you wanna be a mc? or do you wanna serve Do you wanna be dope? or do you wanna deal it Fabricated acryllic, I feel it, Im the style molester I do a show get extra ps like the large professor In fact I get more hoes than tessa, peep game like a Refa-ree in soul control of my Desti-ny, in the best of, three out of five Whip anybody ass at nba live, rappers Take a dive like greg lougainis with his bitch-ass Rather be in bebes alley, than at the click with gators Not a hater of the players, Im more like a coach, or an owner I used to love h.e.r., but now I bone her (ahuh-hah!) At one point in rhyme I thought I lost my erection But then I got it back with the resurrection, blessings Upon rhymes old man who called him traitor Big com stradamus niggaz styles I predict Chorus: Im the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win And Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e And cant no other brother cook these delicacies Well Im the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one Walk around the planet earth making money having fun Walk around the planet earth making money having fun Walk around the planet earth making money having fun Verse three: pos Im the most from the coast of the east, then flee Droppin more knowledge than litter, on the new york peeve Its me, wonder why, in the place to be Certified, as superior, mc While others explore to make it hardcore I make it hard for, wack mcs to even step inside the door Cause these kids is rhyming, sometiming And when we get to racing on the mic, they line up to see The lyrical killing, with stained egos on the ceiling My rhymes escalates like black death rates Over music plates, being played as the rule Kids thinking stepping to the soul, youre labelled fools Who claims to drop jewels but for now you do the catching I dont worry on what crew you run, or what section of earth You reside, youre not even a man So I dont seem it mandatory taking your pride But I will, cause my man said soul for the life You cried "keepin it real", yet you should try keepin it right Thats understanding microphone mathematics Which leaves the currency in temporary world status And when one shows he posed threat to this one This one will make that one into none Simple equation, zero, you shouldnt play hero If you cant stand strong like the island Im from Chorus: Now Im the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one Walk around the planet earth making money having fun Yeah, and Im the-c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n I sit and think with a drink about how Im gonna win And Im the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e And cant another brother cook these delicacies See cant another brother cook these delicacies See cant another brother cook these delicacies Outro: common Ahh thats how, thats how Im supposed to do my thing huh Like triple it, alright Thats how we do it, all the way from strong island to chicago The type of freestyler flow Yeah, its fluent, and we dont need to flow no more Hah Intro: this comes before "wonce again long island" on the lp To my man mos def yo he nonstop To my man enola, yo hes nonstop And to my kin de calhoun, yo hes nonstop Yo that girl mp, yo shes nonstop And to that crew camp lo, yo they nonstop And to that nigga pop life, yo hes nonstop And to my cousin fudd love, you know he nonstop My brother lucky and pert, yo they nonstop And to my man joe buck, you know he nonstop And my man extra p, yo hes nonstop And my man mike divine, you know he nonstop That kid called baby paul, yo hes nonstop And to the jazzyfatnastees, yo youre nonstop And my peoples beatminerz, man they nonstop And to my man mr. bug, you know youre nonstop And yo, litro, yo, hes nonstop And to, my dean the green, yo youre nonstop And to my man prince paul yo hes nonstop And to that man kid capri yo you nonstop And a tribe called quest, man they nonstop And dont forget the jungle beez yo they nonstop Extra verse: sampled from "down syndrome" Let me tell you a little something about soul (tell em son) I be a piece of the east coast, so give a toast to Plug wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in jigga So when I ran a phrase in june you didnt catch it til december Im a member of them kids from the inner city Giving you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making More money than a pagan holiday Not from the pjs, yet I still got something to say Нравится песня? 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