Supa Emcees (Live at Tramps, NYC, 1996) De La Soul
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[Intro: De La Soul]
What's up, beautiful people?
What's up, beautiful people?
Harry Allen is in this muh'fucka
Check it out, we gon' do this joint, right, called "Supa Emcees"
And we want y'all to help us out
So when the chorus drop down, we want y'all to say "Emcees"
With the help of my man Maceo, alright?
So we gon' do a little something like this, everybody
Here we go
[Chorus: De La Soul & (Slick Rick Sample)]
(MC) Hey, whatever happened to the (MC)
Times done changed for the (MC)
Every woman and man wanna (MC)
But for what? I tell you (MC) - fuck that, come on
Whatever happеned to the (MC)
Times donе changed for the (MC)
Every woman and man wanna (MC)
But for what? (MC wizard)
[Verse 1: Dove & (De La Soul)]
Man, I'm on the set like the flicks so let your cameras flash
I splash bigger than whales, and make the monsters mash (Listen y'all)
Spit Pinocchio's Theory when shit be looking weary
I need rest, but I boogie for now
I'm on some mess like the best mics respond to me
Living days, like dreams of specializing in the art that pays
I be a mystic for life, so check my ID number
Emcees be kneading/needing dough while I make bread like Wonder
(Yes) Is what you heard, so save your acting for the screen
See you can can your madness with the beans (Come on)
I bust emcees like lies surprise 'em out the box
Put away your soda pops I'd rather rub on the rocks (What)
A dime-getter tried to get what I got, for what?
I guess other folks' cash makes the lovin' come fast
But I'm past all of that, it's time to break with the breeze
Get to your knees, here comes the Supa Emcees, y'all
What's up, beautiful people?
What's up, beautiful people?
Harry Allen is in this muh'fucka
Check it out, we gon' do this joint, right, called "Supa Emcees"
And we want y'all to help us out
So when the chorus drop down, we want y'all to say "Emcees"
With the help of my man Maceo, alright?
So we gon' do a little something like this, everybody
Here we go
[Chorus: De La Soul & (Slick Rick Sample)]
(MC) Hey, whatever happened to the (MC)
Times done changed for the (MC)
Every woman and man wanna (MC)
But for what? I tell you (MC) - fuck that, come on
Whatever happеned to the (MC)
Times donе changed for the (MC)
Every woman and man wanna (MC)
But for what? (MC wizard)
[Verse 1: Dove & (De La Soul)]
Man, I'm on the set like the flicks so let your cameras flash
I splash bigger than whales, and make the monsters mash (Listen y'all)
Spit Pinocchio's Theory when shit be looking weary
I need rest, but I boogie for now
I'm on some mess like the best mics respond to me
Living days, like dreams of specializing in the art that pays
I be a mystic for life, so check my ID number
Emcees be kneading/needing dough while I make bread like Wonder
(Yes) Is what you heard, so save your acting for the screen
See you can can your madness with the beans (Come on)
I bust emcees like lies surprise 'em out the box
Put away your soda pops I'd rather rub on the rocks (What)
A dime-getter tried to get what I got, for what?
I guess other folks' cash makes the lovin' come fast
But I'm past all of that, it's time to break with the breeze
Get to your knees, here comes the Supa Emcees, y'all
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