Gettin' Down at the Amphitheater

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De La Soul

De La Soul is an American hip hop trio formed in 1987 on Long Island, New York. The band is best known for their eclectic sampling, quirky lyrics, and their contributions to the evolution of the jazz rap and alternative hip hop subgenres. The members are Kelvin Mercer, David Jude Jolicoeur and Vincent Mason, known under a variety of nicknames. The three formed the group in high school and caught the attention of producer Prince Paul with a demo tape of the song "Plug Tunin'". more »

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1997

5:18

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Hey give it Boogie like the BX sex regular booger bitches 
get the backseat G bumps'll make you buy tapes 
Ex cape the fire tonight switch like Jekyll and Hyde 
and shit wreckin we live and shit 
This swamp water style'll keep em dirty and wet 
I bet mills on the rhyme skills we walk away set 
Rich like topsoil connect coin with currency 
Places that I couldn't pronounce, and then bounce 
Illegal ain't illegal if it's less than an ounce 
Keep it come in T. La Rock amounts, see +It's Yours+ 
Study scrolls that includes the clause 
Get your dirty paws out my bowl, your hustle's too old to deal 
with the shuffle, you exhaust me like a muffle 
Get zapped and zipped in the duffle 
Came to the set splashed, no Roley on the wrist 
To Hell with a guest list, we all up in this! 
A two dollar somethin got your eyes on him 
But yo she pinchin my ass so we go, limb for limb 
Lights studio dim, it's EXACT tonight 
So we can drop the Rap Delight, on one! 

Just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
"Just get on down" 

Underground under pressure, my style is the child 
of a lesser, God, I Master like Farad 
The sign of in between the El Rook'n, and El DeBarge 
Metaphorically massage, verbal hajj 
I take over breaks and chop loops 
Glorifyin, one-eighty hat cats can rock in my troops 
Wisdom like a tooth, mock new shits I knock loose 
Datin game Thursday's I spot juice, Plug like Pos'nus 
Before you get a style, let's get a style 
My style has the crowd back and forth 
You were soft as the tracks you rappin off, I pop shit 
You tried to laugh it off, actin like you had to cough 
and didn't hear it, my spirit sustains in the same pattern 
emcee, familiar sample period; spottin where you sampled 
your rhyme scheme from -- I ain't clearin it 
I drop science and experiment -- contractually 
came to terms of endearment with my label 
Want to pick out a day to smack wack niggaz, I contact niggaz 
like P.O.'s, you spit background lyrics, I rip Lee flows 
Wipin your nose like you need blows 
Claimin it's a allergy, I react allergic to cats 
or is it how they word it 
If you had weight it must have been some pussy you served with 
Thoughts for a minute, I rode rhythms and words tenant 
Many lip profess, I'm verb sentences 

Just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
"Just get on down" 

It's like rip why'all, add it on to lip 
Wonder Why's upon this, just to flex my strength 
I was the one who killed wackness so I had to do a bid 
of twelve years on the mic, before parole with Tommy 'Kid' 
Infinite landscaper, green paper maker 
Leap far from home with chrome rims and trims 
Man these people still takin rappin for a joke 
The pimp, I rock it one-double-oh percent 
Some of you MC's should be called CM's, Carbon Monoxide 
on the mic exposin your polluted bloodtype 
why'all niggaz need a visit from the Brain Fairy 
Walk around dead, like your physical's buried 
Wrote the rhymes durin a earthquake, cause your style's 
shaky as SHIT! Just need to come clean and admit 
that yo' quick draw fails the test, and mine was flawless 
My DJ gave the scratch, yours was clawless 
Your crew couldn't even measure to mine 
That's why yo' bitches is busted, and mines is fine 
Performin with an upper design, so back on off the plank 
We bringin this Big and Bad like Hank 

Just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
"Just get on down.." 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down 
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin 
Just dance, ah come on and get down!
"Just get on down"

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