De La Soul, Yasiin Bey - Big Brother Beat lyrics

Centralised or way out in the sticks

Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha, ah ha ha ha ha, ha!

Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
Just like log cabin syrup our
Sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From manicured lawns to projects bricks
From 718 to the 51-6
Remember to keep the Mos Def in the mix
Straight butter hit's
Drop as a good as it gets now

Now, come on y'all, get live get down
What we have is a brand new sound
So don't none of y'all just be misled
The De La's gonna do the
Body good like wheat bread
Shakin' laces out of shoes
Mos Def brought the brews
Sittin' Indian squats to make
That bread tie knots
See, I'm out to get the coin
Like in them rainbow pots
Swingin' life like a hammock
Invested like stocks
Through your sinus complex
I aims to clog it up
Slappin' fives with pain is a
Crew here to gain
We remain on your mind like skulls
Not a dull moment shown
When in the house, all perimeters are blown
Native Tongue come through to
Make you say "Yes, yes!"
This is the mighty Mos Def
Style fresh like baby breath
We are the killer combination with
The size to administer
The beatdown to swell up all
Three of your eyes

Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
Just like log cabin syrup our
Sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From manicured lawns to project bricks
Remember to keep the Native Tongue in the mix
Straight butter hit's, we as good as it gets
Now check it out, and ya don't stop
We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop

I don't bug out I chill, don't be actin' ill
No tricks in ninety-six
Native Tongue gon' build
But we be easy on the cut
No mistakes allowed
'Cause to me, MC mean makin' cream
When I speak on groups and
I'm smooth like gabardine
Tryin' to hang out with Dove
And catch love in Aberdeen (Word up)
I bag dimes like my man born on August 17
Life be nuttin' but a river, son
I'm swimmin' upstream playin wait up
With the data servin your ears
With information due to confirmation
Of the nation's most wicked ways of livin
Like them glassy eyed beans
Inhale the smoke of fiends
While bangin the tape
Rated at the high point of the mass
Rippin MC's at the top of a class
Occasionally rippin some sucker's face
Or some suckable ass from a girl
It's a big brother beat for
The wide wide world
I'm makin memos off these
Demos back in eighty-nine
Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind
(right) did the hustle with a couple of us
But soon noted
That my niggas buttered Benedict rolls
And then voted i wrote in the dark so I
Could feel it like braille (uh huh)
Heard the big brother beat
Got locked with no bail
Came to set it like equators invented
With the heat yo Mos Def how you radiate
To make it complete rIGHT echoes
So when I shine the light crabs wince
Manifestin for the future here
In the present tense no doubt
I love the sound biggin out off your Jeeps
Son I want the little kids
Bangin big brother beats

Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the Native
Tongues in the mix
Just like log cabin syrup our
Sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From 718 to 516
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
We straight butter hit's
We straight butter hit's

We straight butter hit's
We straight butter hit's manteca, manteca
Word up