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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maseo
Maseo
DJ
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Vocals
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Songwriter
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Songwriter
Sara Allen
Sara Allen
Songwriter
Daryl Hall
Daryl Hall
Songwriter
John Oates
John Oates
Songwriter
Abril Tilmon
Abril Tilmon
Songwriter
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
De La Soul
De La Soul
Producer
Prince Paul
Prince Paul
Producer
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Mixing Engineer
Scotty Hard
Scotty Hard
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fossenkemper
Michael Fossenkemper
Mastering Engineer

歌詞

Now let's get right on down to the skit A baby is brought into a world of pits And if it could've talked that soon In the delivery room It would've asked the nurse for a hit The reason for this? The mother is a jerk Excuse me, junkie Which brought the work of the old Into a new life What a way But this what a way Has been a way of today Anyway Push couldn't shove me to understand a path to a basehead Consumer should erase it in the first wave Cause second wave forms believers And believers will walk to it then even talk to it and say... (You got the body now you want my soul) Nah, can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Mase... (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) Nah, no my brother No my sister Try to get hip to this Word, word to the mother I'll tell the truth so bear my witness Fly like birds of a feather Drugs are like pleather You don't wanna wear it No need to ask that question, just don't mention You know what the answer is... Now I never fancied Nancy But the statement she made held a plate of weight I even stressed it to Wade Did he take any heed? Nah, the boy was hooked, you could've phrased the word "Base" And the kid just shook In his fashion class once an A now an F The rock rules him now The only designs left Were once clothes made for Oshkosh Has converted to nothing but stonewash Now hopping in a barrel is a barrel of fun But don't hop in if you want to be down, son Cause that could mean down and out as an action What does it lead to? Dum-da-dum-dum People say what have I done for all my years My tears show my hard-earned work I heard shoving is worse than pushing But I'd rather know a shover than a pusher Cause a pusher's a jerk (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) Believe it or not the plot forms a fee more that charity But the course doesn't coincide with the ride of insanity Is it a chant that slants the soul to fill for it? I know it's the border that flaunts the order to kill for it Standing, scheming on a young one Taking his time, eight-ball for a cool pool player Racked it all, tried to break, miscued Got beat by the boy in blue Next day you're out by the spot once more Looking hard for a crack in the hole I ask what's the fix for the ill stuff Word to the Dero The answer should have been no Run me a score from the Funky Four Plus One More (It's the joint) Rewind that back This is the age for a new stage of fiend Watch how the zombies scream It's the crack Plain is plain it should explain it from the start Behind the ideals of cranking up the heart Now the base claims shop over every park (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Don't Even Think About it) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go) (Say No Go)
Writer(s): Paul E Huston, Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen, Vincent Mason, David Jolicoeur, Abrim Jr Tilmon, Kelvin Mercer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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