Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi trovare il testo della canzone Area, artista - De La Soul. Data di rilascio: 20.09.2023
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Area |
| Just another area |
| For me to patrol |
| Just another area |
| That shows I got soul |
| Just another area |
| For me to patrol |
| Just another area |
| That shows I got soul |
| I got soul you see, I’m swimming in the De La |
| I’m in my hood man, my manhood worries ya |
| I’m known for sampling of soul food |
| Off the old school plates |
| When I met up with my niggas from the 718 |
| One the Jungle Bro, the other Questas from Queens |
| Yet I had the matrix of the 516 in my genes |
| So I sided with my funk to bring my second on call |
| For me and the Sheep, our mission’s on the beach of 804 |
| (You're runnin' on an empty tank) |
| But still get paid in full (And get the girls) |
| Man, I’m packing gravitational pull |
| Bring the instamatic avalanche, my code intervenes |
| I’m out to scout the areas that remains to be seen |
| (What?) |
| Well, many many digits had me seeking in my Wizard |
| Man, who’s ringing up my area (ooh) oh! |
| I used to shoe it to the bridge but that’s gone |
| Like the 718's out of Vietnam |
| Sniffin' skypagers had me drugged |
| (Man, I knew a psycho) |
| 703's on my love bug |
| I made mates with the brothers up in 215 |
| Crazy buddhas in my mind |
| My Chattanooga champs had me late for the camp |
| And my 202 keeps me marvellous |
| I guess Mars was my hideaway |
| But if the stars for a getaway |
| Since I’m capable I conjure up the walk in this way |
| I slip a syllable for Aspen and a Chester souffle |
| I be the 919 seeker, cause ain’t off legit |
| So when I’m with my crew I always have a place to sit |
| Due to this, a brother tries to play me |
| (Yeah, like one in 514) |
| Yo, some kid tried to flip on me |
| They instigated a brawl |
| (So we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall) |
| Then I just laughed |
| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) |
| (We whooped that ass) |
| And put the feelings aside, I know who I am |
| I cashed the grain by the pound |
| I make sounds with the horn |
| When I color the corn, caught the fit |
| And sit the two when honey slung the tip |
| Well I’m taking my funds to the 301's |
| And Im playing my flute in the rear kibbut |
| My man from the 908's, he don’t like it like that |
| So I pipes till the sunshine hikes |
| A kettle of our master plan makes the Malibu idol |
| (God forgive me) Well, it’s a hook |
| The third to the 0 to the 5 had top feel the vibe |
| When the 516 played convicts |
| The man Maseo is here to put the habit along |
| And what you have, I’m 'bout to speak about your area code |
| Is it 918? (No) |
| Is it 212? (No) |
| Speakin' on 404? (Hell no) |
| What about 516? (I dunno) |
| What is it? (Not tellin' ya) |
| What is it? (Not tellin' ya) |
| What is it? (Not tellin' ya) |
| What is it? (Not tellin' ya) |
| (Huh? What?) |
| Just another area for me to patrol |
| I got status cause I’m baddest with the paint |
| Giving upside down frowns to London when 703 |
| Her moms didn’t like it, I had to let be |
| For the fact I lays bricks |
| Cause my semen ends with the letter T |
| My seed is hard to submerge |
| I play the tack in the wall if my rear’s not watched |
| Cause some knuckle might just head for the urge |
| But I got Prince Paul in the Area |
| (Oh, it’s like that now) |
| I got Hot Dog in the Area |
| (Heh heh heh) |
| I got the Violators in the area (Aaah) |
| I got the Violators in the area (Aaah) |
| It don’t matter where you hide, I clear up the fall |
| Cop the fuck outta here, you fake-ass fraud |
| Clear my area |
| (I'm going home now, I have been up all night.) |
| (I been up all night, it’s still Friday to me.) |
| (Come on now. Hey, Ellory, I’m going home!) |
| (Bob to the bob, d-dang, d-dang diggy-diggy) |