Eye Patch (Album Version)

Eye Patch (Album Version)

De La Soul

(Thank you thank you and for my latest basket of cherries here it

goes baby!)

Mess up my mind mess up my mind mess up my mind wit the eye patch

Mess up my mind mess up my mind mess up my mind wit the eye patch

Mess up my mind mess up my mind mess up my mind wit the eye patch

(Everything I do's gonna be fine)

POS:

Channeling in sync so my would bring (WHAT!)

Wit dat causin' all fat I'm responsible for ya diet

(Keep it quiet!)

Yo I got beats. State this stitch on my national fabric

My daughter will speak the arabic that's how I lift

Levitate to my nation when holding up your nickels

I pie like crumble so I Don like Rickles

Like green on the pickle

My papes are the up master of the cabbage patch

DOVE:

Ya eyes got the latch

POS:

So catch the cut, I hold the rut

For the people's reminder when in Maseo Path

I be the finder of the patch

DOVE:

Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip'

Take the horse into the jolly ranch

Keep the hush

The good, the bad, and Uncle Tom, beat it kid

(Whoaaaa....!)

Do doo doo do do do do do

Show the sheep cause I found the food

When I string the man wit the eye patch

The eye patch

When I'm walkin' it and could ya make it go sha na na na

(Mmmmmmm)

POS:

It sniffs good

Punks show disguises when I'm standing in the wood

I be the in 'cause the brother holdin' glocks is out

I be the in 'cause the pusher runnin' blocks is out

I be the in 'cause the kid smokin' weed,

Shootin' seed which leads to a girl's stomach

Being 'bout a half a ton is out

Show the finger print

And give me good grief for my lumber

Pants will sag 'cause I'm licensed as a plumber

Feel the Plug

(Yo, something's wrong here)

Now give a shout

DOVE: Yo what's up, I'd like to give a holler to Big 7 off in the

Oakenone!

POS: And I bring an income in to my baby girl Twyla in White Plains

and

all my peoples out in Delaware.

MASE: Yeah yeah yeah, and I like to give a shout out to all those

rappers who dissed us on records, and I want to

let you know you're still wack.

And oh yeah, I ain't mentioned no names 'cause you might f...

(All right. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were going back to that)

(Ecoutez. Ecoutez.)

Written by JOLICOEUR, DAVID / MASON, VINCENT / MERCER, KELVIN / HUSTON, PAUL
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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