The Package

De La Soul

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    Okay, cameras ready
    Everybody get on they marks
    Let's get this thing started, people, come on
    Posdnous, you got your lines
    You know the direction
    Roll cameras, everybody, roll cameras
    Let's make this a good one
    And, action

    L-I's finest back at it
    Premium soul on the rocks, the package
    A revival and conscious survival
    The content is beyond lists and idols
    Use scar tissue to wipe tears
    Hiding amongst the blood and sweat
    And don't forget the gang's here to face ya
    If some wanna take it back to when a B-boy first became a C-note chaser
    Nah, you staying right here
    Talk less, listen more: That's the saying right here
    Those who wanna try us, play it right here
    Step to us with a Goliath, got a David right here

    And you can save it right there (yup)
    Recognize the savior
    The kinks in the string, the wack accelerators
    The difference between doing the job and just your nature
    Understand birthright over labor
    Still working like two thumbs up
    Be mouse humble if you two crumbs up
    Because, uh, I seen sun go grimace in a smile
    And I ain't heard a lyric go dive in a while
    We jump right in the deep end, like we don't pretend
    Serve heavenly high, like Gospel and weed pens
    We stay devout
    Career's not carbonated, so we won't fizzle out (fizzle out, fizzle out)
    No doubt

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    Good take, good take
    Alright, let's set up for the next one
    A little less lighting on this one, that's it
    Looks just fine, just fine
    Everybody on their marks
    Cameras rolling

    L-I's finest, Craftmatic
    This ain't the sit-down pillow top package
    Keep the tenor, boy, we beyond summertime
    Want that good work? Call Plug Wonder Time
    Stay on the tick tock, but this ain't the kiddy app
    Black king shit, God, Where your city at?
    Once again, we administer the Mars transmission
    Get your 'cause ate up like Blondie
    No crease, pa, this that laundry
    Indebted to a long list, funky like armpits
    But let the band roll on like deodorant
    You know they going straight Dan Stuckie when we blast off
    Living life 'mask on, mask off'
    The devil got a plan and a task force (and a task force)
    A little prayer oughta piss his ass off
    Get your helmets fitted, we headed for a crash course

    Yo, we're not designed to be ancient
    Keep it new like wet paint scent
    We're colorful, and yet
    From Day-Glo, we departed
    'Cause trendsetters know when to bail from the trend they started
    And yet, the enders still prevail
    We all hail from the 'ville with no days off up in the office
    Godly flows never nailed up on crosses
    It's like liquid abundantly running out of faucets

    Yeah, let's print that
    That's it, folks
    That's a wrap, everybody
    Everybody, give a round of applause for
    De la Soul
    DJ Pete Rock
    That's a wrap, everybody, that's a wrap

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    Composición: Pete Rock

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