De La Soul - Supa Emcees (clean version) lyrics

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De La Soul - Supa Emcees (clean version) lyrics

Chorus: (Slick Rick sample from MC Ricky D and Doug E. Fresh's "La-Di-Da-Di") Hey, whatever happened to the *emcees* Times done changed for the *emcees* Every woman and man wanna *emcee* But for what, I tell you *emcee*ing ain't for you! Hey, whatever happened to the *emcees* Times done changed for the *emcees* Every woman and man wanna *emcee* But for what, I tell you *emcee*ing ain't for you! Verse One: Dove Man I'm on the set like the flicks so let your parents flash A splash bigger than whales, I'm makin monsters mash Spit Pinnochio's Theory when sh** 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, that's what you heard, so save that acting for the screen See you can can that manager with the beans I bust emcees like lies surprise em out the box Put away the soda pops I'd rather rub on the rocks A dime-getter tried to get what I got, for what? I guess Southern folks cash makes the lovin come fast But I'm past alla that, it's time to break with the breeze Get to your knees, here comes the Supa Emcees Chorus Verse Two: Pos Within this program of rap, I eradicate the glitches Yo I'm dark like Wesley, but I be sparkin more b**hes Entering my constellation put your lives in jep While you others represent, I present my rep Cause when it comes to making dents, I'm that main imprint Even smoke from blunts which give eyes the reddish tint Could not prevent, YOU from seeing I'm the light But bring attention to my words like some ads in tights I heard you want to fight me, with your words on stage So Mase pulls that instrumental from the jam YOU made And as he starts cutting what you sold, I'll talk all over your tones As if my name was Pete Rock or Sean "Puffy" Combs Send your tattered a** home, with celly phones I roam With my fleet, here to make this rap game complete While you live fables, unstable, acting very radical Projecting like you're hard, when in fact you're quite vaginal Chorus