De La Soul - Mornin' Rise lyrics

[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn] Good mornin' Good mornin', good afternoon De La! Soul! Fresh! [Maseo (with Raheem DeVaughn)] Yes, good mornin' (Good mornin') Because the party don't stop (till the breakadawn) And we won't go pop (uh-uh, never that) Yeah, what's your name, dog? (Raheem DeVaughn) And who you rocking with? (Yes, I'm rocking with the best) What else do they call us? (De La, baby, baby) Ain't no and, ifs, or maybes It's the uncut that will pick you up [Verse 1: Posdnuos] For my mornin' rise I hop straight out of my bed to clear my head and my mornin' eyes I was swollen in size So I'm pulled back to the bed to my girl who's bony thighs And it's no surprise We spend another hour curled up intertwined like curly fries Yet it's hard to stay, too much to do, too much to brew in my pot The stew that I got I want to share with all Yet I find many things that got me on stall, keep me on slow Someone upfront, you better give chase So I pick up the pace to pick up the dough 'Cause sometimes the bread comes in bits and crumbs I spend half the day throwing fits in thumbs On the keys of the BlackBerry trying to get a handle on my biz Callouses from holding on so tight And the days grow long as something goes wrong that felt so right My neck's in pain from holding the heavy head up Lay the chin up, trying to stay the pin-up On the walls of your mind Top 5, we drop live on every stage touched As well as the life pumping your chest clutch Let me know you a fan of the brand So I keep with the plan I keep moving [Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn] Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', it's got to get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things come around better in the mornin' [Verse 2: Raheem DeVaughn (with Posdnuos)] G-g-g-g-g-good mornin'! This is the perfect jam to start your day Good mornin'! Press "play" on this right after you pray Good mornin'! (Stop yawning Got to get up because you reap what you sow) Good mornin'! (And if you take too long to see the yawn You can't get that dough) Good mornin'! (Stay diligent But know when to leave when the opportunity knocks) Good mornin'! I think I'ma go out tonight and party on the block Good God, girl, whoo! Hey, little mama, tell me what's your name I'm Radio Raheem And I want to see you two-step to the De La thang [Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn] Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', it's got to get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things come around better in the mornin' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 3: Dave] Good mornin', good afternoon Summer's in the rear, now we crafting toons Imagine how many stacks to relax the goons Who be after that harvest that done lapsed in June And perhaps if we all collapsed in saloons Popping corks front page in the last tribune And the headline read "He'd been acting the coon" But I was asleep catching Z's in mittens The season is written in cookbooks I put a feast on a tab and let the youngs dogs indulge Pardon the way we expand is the garden of bulge It's the growth of self See the price ain't changed on that [?] If crack don't get em, the rock's soon got em As fast as [?] could set shop in Harlem I'm setting up the camp and we gon champion change We gon see if [?] advances the stage or if the curtain's on em We're more certain when everybody's naked Silk ties may make em feel better But I get my connects via the fabric of respect If that don't get them, we gon gather ever Tec Every handgun, missile, wood hand and pistol Embark on their doorsteps [?] To mile them [?] God bless the child And Lord tell my pops he made a man out of d**h I got a ticket up to see him when I'm done here It ain't even one year gone with more work to do Now how the hell am I supposed to serve this through Huh? [Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn] Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things will get better in the mornin' Don't let your burdens keep you down Wait till the mornin', it's got to get better in the mornin' Keep your head up, things will come around Wait till the mornin', things come around better in the mornin' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh