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De La Soul - In the Woods feat. Shortie No Mass (1993)
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INTERPRÉTATION
De La Soul
De La Soul
Chant
Shortie No Mass
Shortie No Mass
Chant
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Artiste samplé
Maceo Parker
Maceo Parker
Artiste samplé
Maseo
Maseo
Chant
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Chant
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Paroles
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Paroles
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Composition
Maceo Parker
Maceo Parker
Paroles/Composition
Fred A. Wesley Jr.
Fred A. Wesley Jr.
Paroles/Composition
Vincent Lamont Mason
Vincent Lamont Mason
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
De La Soul
De La Soul
Production
Prince Paul
Prince Paul
Production
Bob Power
Bob Power
Ingénierie de mixage
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Ingénieries complémentaires
Patrick Derivaz
Patrick Derivaz
Ingénierie de prise de son
Gerard Julien
Gerard Julien
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brad Schmidt
Brad Schmidt
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ken Quartarone
Ken Quartarone
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mikael Ifversen
Mikael Ifversen
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brian Sperber
Brian Sperber
Assistance d’ingénierie
Eric Gast
Eric Gast
Assistance d’ingénierie
Hoover Le
Hoover Le
Assistance d’ingénierie
Scotty Hard
Scotty Hard
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Flam
Chris Flam
Assistance d’ingénierie
Howard Kessler
Howard Kessler
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Warda
Joe Warda
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Say party over here (party over here) Say party over there, (party over there) Say party over here (party over here) Say party over there (party over there) Say party over here (party over here) Say party over there (party over there) Say party over here (party over here) Say party over there (party over there) Hey yo you feel that shit (yeah it feels good) Well it's that thumpin' shit (well I'm soakin' too) I'll introduce the split (I'll be the go) I'll be the get Fixin' with the ins for the outs we set Hey Shortie (yeah mista) Make no mistake I challenge the bang for a bigger rhyme bouquet (You be buggin') Well I bugs like roaches on rugs Speaker of the bone like the speaks in my loans Give me the night baby and I'll be good in the woods Ya freakin' my mind, ya freakin' my mind I told the Maceo bout the days that go (He know) I know he know cuz he's out to get the gold The Chattanooga cruisin' with the Malibu shit The bigger of the isa (Cuz he is the shit) I'm like hickory (dickory, niggas) I make you feel lost like high school history Creator of the rhymin dominoes Watchin 'em drop it's the joint see So hit me with the Zsa Zsa (indeed darling) The coolest fool, be the coolest fool I know the watch be in the air but I kick a new bucket Sippin' it with Shortie so check the way we cuff it It's that Indonesian funk up in your trunk Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob Makin' ya bob bob makin' ya bob It's that funky shit (In The Woods) That be beyond understandin' (In The Woods) Eh yo we do it with the soul (In The Woods) Timber! (In The Woods) Punch that 'O' for operator baby it's a love solid I been stylin' abstract since loose leafs was the shit Catch me breathin' on planes where the gangstas outdated Fuck being hard, Posdnuos is complicated As my pants play the sagatoh I can order sniffs of Frequencies, frequencies Cuz I freak MCs with the rhythm rock live (Man I'd rather put a pistol at ya head and try to burst it) No jive in the matter so niggas start runnin' Yo that native shit is dead so the stickabush is comin' (Stickabush) it's comin' (Stickabush) (it's here) Fuck the five count it only takes three to bring it near So let me move ya one better as the salad is tossed And get a taste of the Mase that you thought was lost I'm cautious wit my looks (In The Woods) Pickin' them nines in my hair (In The Woods) Sniffin' for the beats like litter (In The Woods) The plugs just can't be found (In The Woods) Can I come off with the rest of em I think I should? Could I? Of course, one verse now ya lost it Found it realizing I came off it sounds mean But pal, there's a new kid on the scene I got much soul on the down-low tip Lay back smooth, one drink I'll be trippin Never don't you dare consider me a fly gal Pal, I got props on a different tip I recall back I go for mine, I get the goods Wouldn't you know, forgot my compass, I got lost in the woods Found my way and I was out I pronounce every letter And if I had the chance I'd do it better I heard a holler down the way and now I'm out for the time being Ya wanna be in but you can't see what I'm seein' Time and time, my friend, I stay gettin it on And now they playin my song again I got feminine style (In The Woods) I'm not tryin to be sexy (In The Woods) And no you can't knock the boots (In The Woods) A lot of things be happenin' (In The Woods)
Writer(s): Paul E. Huston, Vincent L. Mason, Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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