De La Soul (feat.Guru) - Patti Dooke | Текст песни

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(Why do we have to cross over?)
(Why are niggas always crossing over
huh?)
(I mean what's the matter?)
(They can accept our music as long as
they can't see our faces?)
(One Two One Two; You got
it)
Wootah!
GURU:
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin'
through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti
Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through the trenches
(Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's Dooke
Runnin'
through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin'
through the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin'
through the trenches (Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's
Dooke
DOVE:
Just the other day I got a starter kit
(An M is a terrible
thing to waste)
Caught the face from the backs of the border of the
mindstate
I play control to a fraud
(Nah it ain't happenin')
Nada to
make it even
Robbin' and theivin' is one who infiltrates with a Colgate
frown
Y'all remember my nasal for I sniff frequencies
(Well, it started
in the year of '78)
But it's '93 or should I say '94 for my style is much
more
(I said, "Come in")
Come in
(Come on)
Come out into my
reservoir
As I macks a men your bastard style has just been stuck
By a
sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if... how's about why would
Never
thought that the napalm would bust the jeans
POS:
Mash it up
The one
with the beard
Mega moustache the beat (hide it)
Deep under sheets, cover
this hint
Hostin' all threats but watch out Mr. Jarbage
Jimmy and the jet,
standin' on the pier
I'm known as the farmer
Cultivatin' mate without
mendin'
Bendin', comprimising any of my styles to gain a smile
Listen
while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and
the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from Tommy plant bridge
crossin' to a larger community
Yet they're soon to see I have a brother
named Luck
A nigga named Dres
A groupie named Cassandra caught bobbin' on
the head
Of a Baby named Chris, I missed a kid who caught wreck when
sayin'
(Afrika and I when Sammy B's on the set)
GURU:
Runnin' through
the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through the trenches (What?)
Runnin' through
the trenches it's the Patti Dooke
(It's the Patti what?)
Runnin' through
the trenches (Oh!!)
Runnin' through the trenches it's the Patti's
Dooke
(Prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
(Prevention against sucka
M.C.'s)
(Prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
(And now, prevention against
sucka M.C.'s)
(We decided to change the cover a little bit)
(Because we
see the big picture)
(Negroes and white folks buyin' this album)
(Negroes
and white folks buyin' this album)
(Everybody's gonna know who this group
is)
(We just felt that the picture wasn't as important as it was that
we
succeeed in crossing over)
(Cross over ain't nuthin' but a double
cross)
(Once we lose our audience we never gon' get them back)
(He may
even try to change our sound)
POS:
Let no man put asunder
Severin' the
groups I never blunder
Cashin' all the checks on the mic
I might cherry to
the bush, brand Plug Wonder
Funk to the fame against hoods
Bridges saggin'
to woods down under
They can't be raised with the feminine praise
In
conjunction with no chocolate in the mix
White boy Roy cannot feel it
But
the first to try and steal it
Dilute it, pollute it, kill it
I see him
infiltratin' to the masses
And when the leechin' I mo

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