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de la soul - breakadawn (live at tramps, nyc, 1996) lyrics

[intro: de la soul]
we gon’ get into some other sh+t, a’ight?
ah one two, ah one two
ayo, turn that sh+t up
we diggin’ the sound, we diggin’ the sound
ah one two, ah one two
peep this
(“breakadawn”)
dig the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, we’re diggin’ the sound
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, we’re diggin’ the sound
(ah one two, ah one two)
hey, come on, y’all
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, we’re diggin’ the sound
(ah one two, ah one two)
come on, y’all, f+ck that
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, we’re diggin’ the sound
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, we’re diggin’ the sound
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
two, three, we’re diggin’ the sounds
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
we’re diggin’ the sounds comin’ from plug one
(“breakadawn”)
plug two, plug three, hey, we’re diggin’ the sound
[verse 1: posdonus & (de la soul)]
i was born in the boogie down cat (yeah)
where my building fell down on the rat (yeah)
people sorta super wanna trip to the penile
and we settle off the shores of the long isle (yeah)
rhymes clean, i mean my mind is clear when i transmit
i am be motherf+ckin’ man because my motherf+ckin’ pants fit
want to let forensics prove, then groove
thread, needle, hay, wanna say
salutations to my nation of my nubians
we ’bout to place you in that 3 feet of stew again
i got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones’ perm
i got a little girl, other honeys catch me short term
score for the shotty in my jacket
for my brother be’s that n+gga when he packs it
so quick to sock ya with the do it (do it) do it (do it)
do it (do it)

[chorus: de la soul]
(“breakadawn”)
say do it, do it, mess up my mind, everybody
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
do it, come on, do it, come on
mess up my mind, everybody
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
say do it, what, do it, what
mess up my mind, everybody
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
do it, do it, mess up my mind
[verse 2: trugoy the dove, (posdonus)]
i say groove it with the mayor (mayor), hazard on the sayer (sayer)
waive the eighteen mill’, and even still
sack or bag of trouble (trouble), make the single doubl (double)
loop the coin and join the minimum wage
i had a plan if i was the man, i’d throw the j
lay it low and late night i get sessed
uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset (yeah)
wagin my days, to the one bet (come on, come on)
cause your breaks’ll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine
out of line, i breeze into the early mornin’
freak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder
cause the days of the (breaks), is just about (over)
the arts of the devil won’t play my bag of tricks
i got god in my head somewhere
reasons for the cheer all temperature here
i keep it to the rear, and then we’re blowin’ sh+t up

[verse 3: posdnous & (de la soul)]
i be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi
i got the flea up in my name (ah one two, ah one two)
can’t no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others
latchin’ on to when i caught the fame (yea+eh+eh+ah)
pass the task to ask me about the native tongue again my friend
i tell you jungle brothers right there (ah four five, ah four five)
we shakin’ hands with many devils in the industry
(everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
everybody, come on, come on)
[outro: de la soul]
(“breakadawn”)
just throw your hands in the air
(“breakadawn”)
and wave ’em like you just don’t care
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
and if you ready to take this sh+t to the mic
(“breakadawn”)
somebody say oh yeah
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
come on, oh yeah, and ya don’t stop
(ah one two, ah one two)
(“breakadawn”)
and ya don’t da+don’t, and ya don’t da+don’t
(“breakadawn”)
(ah one two, ah one two)
and ya don’t stop

- de la soul lyrics

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