De La Soul - Wonce Again Long Island lyrics

(What the hell do you wanna
Be when you grow up?)
I wanna be a supa emcee
(Well you're already that) so let
Me step up to bat attack a hit to go beyond
This age of rap counterfeit's

Out of the heavens August one-seven
Sixty-nine
Born I, Wonder Why with the thoughts to rhyme
Til there was no longer thoughts to dream
When an unpolished demo led to limos
At the age of eighteen
Accompanied by the screams, Plug One
Shot up with fame like novacaine
It made me numb
So numb I wouldn't been able to feel
Niggas diggin in my pockets
For my currency reels but still
I make girls brown eyes blue at will (until)
My ass was no longer mass appeal oh shit
I guess that was all the fame I was alloted
Wait a minute, new video
Like a leopard I'm spotted
In a night club chillin'
With Khaliyl and Phife
I be that farmer cultivating
Owning acres of mics and I likes to make it
Known Strong Island stylin
For a while, so do that dance
(Are you rockin the spot?) Yes I be
(Showin others they do not?) Yes I be
(Havin then towed from the lot?) Yes I be
That's my job as a supa emcee
I'm from Long Isle
Mobile, make it worth your while
If the jam needs motion I'm the one to dial
(Goin beyond ninety watts) Yes I be
(Well are you rockin it?) Yes
Yes I be (rockin it)

I can stress the makin of
Loot to feed the fam
While the voices impersonate the
True who I am buzzin in my ear
Oh you one of those wannabees
Always buzzin in my ear you
Down with supa emcees
Steppin' to me with your pleas that you gots
Butter rhymes man the only thing butter bout
You is your spine
Mad yellow, you can't rock the Mardi Gras
My mellow cause my stealth show more
Than knowledge of self
I got knowledge of you
To know you a wack em-crew
(You mean "wack emcee"?) Nah, a wack em-crew
See you a crew of wack niggas
You should have never tried to test
These words that I Man, with the I to Fest
While you sayin' one thing
Really meaning the next
You're just a contra-dict
Your mind's been tampered with
Like some holy books, but looks to the sky
Cause Wonder Why's here to save the day
(Are you rockin' the spot?) Yes I be
(showin' others they do not?) Yes I be
(Havin' then towed from the lot) Yes I be
Cause ultimately
I'm lettin' all MC's know that
What's the name of this crew? (De La, De La)
Well alright
And what be the dish we servin'?
(We servin' pasta) Posdanos help
The necks get loose

Like an alcohol scenario rap be on the rocks
Authenticity that missin' fee to pay to
Join the flock of MC
These niggas stand lower than knees
Dramatized in they eyes as the ones to please
When rap kids apply violent
Pressure to father, brother and son
Wonder say they inflict pain
R&B niggas lie to mother, sister
And daughter
To have sex disguised as lovin' in the rain
Their words are more hollow than October 31st
What's worse, is to see the females
Switch to sexual mentality
It doesn't match with they given anatomy
Man they rather be hoes like that male emcee
Who walk around like they got nuts
And use the tit's and ass like a crutch
Man the underground's about not being exposed
So you better take your naked ass
And put on some clothes

Man this be goin out to
The kids from East Mass (Long Island)
Amityville (Long Island)
To all my people out in Wyandanch, Bayshore
(Long Island)
CI's in the place (Long Island)
Brentwood, Hempstead, all my (Long Island)
Brothers out in Roosevelt, Freeport
(Long Island)
Uniondale to Long Beach (Long Island)
To them girls out in Huntington (Long Island)
Long Island for real (Long Island)