Letra Plug tunin' (original 12'version) de De La Soul

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3 feet high and rising

1989

01. A little bit of soap
02. Buddy
03. Can u keep a secret?
04. Change in speak
05. Cool breeze on the rocks
06. D.A.I.S.Y. age
07. De la orgee
08. Description
09. Do as de la does
10. Eye know
11. Ghetto thang
12. I can do anything (delacratic)
13. Jenifa taught me (derwin's revenge)
14. Me, myself and i
15. Plug tunin' (last chance to comprehend)
16. Plug tunin' (original 12"version)
17. Potholes in my lawn
18. Say no go
19. Take it off
20. The magic number
21. This is a recording for living in a fulltime era (l.I.F.E.)
22. Transmitting live from mars
23. Tread water

Plug tunin' (original 12"version)

MASE:
Yo Pos and Dove, stand clear to be plugged up into line one and two
So y'all can flaunt the new style of speak

(And good luck to both of you)

Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One

POS:
Answering any other service,
Perogative praised positively I'm acquitted
Enemies publicly shame my utility
After the battle they admit that I'm with it
Simply soothe, will move vinyl like glue
Transistors are never more shown with like
When vocal flow brings it all down in ruin
Due to a clue of a naughty noise called
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmmm)
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Flowing in file with a new style
Barrels are cleaned and loaded for salute
Chanters with the choice standing steady like my mouth
This paragraph preacher is now introduced
Drums are heard sounding off on each and every person
Vocal confetti is blown at top stage
Roses and violets aren't proper for throwing
When showing appreciation, why? This is a Daisy Age
Hands won't sweat 'cause there's no threat
Mic will stay dry while pitchin' so loose
Rhymes aren't fables but stable to be on time
'Cause they're marketed and labeled sticker 'Posdnuos'
This pitch will fit with every consumer
Microphone loosed in cycles, start blooming
Profit and cost should never be lost
All due to a clue of a naughty noise called
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm)
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two

DOVE:
Dazed at the sight of a method
Dying at the death of a neverending verse
Gasping and swallowing every last letter
Vocalised liquid holds the quench of your thirst
Reasons for the rhythm is for causes unknown
Different individuals are dazzled with the showbiz
Auditions are gathered but the Soul would just rather
Hold a count at three and in the end leave it as it is
Flow to the sway of my do-re-mi
Leaving are fixed lunatics who will hawk
Words are sent to the vents of humans
Then converted to a phrase called talk
Musical notes will send a new motto
Every last poem is recited at noon
Focus is set, let your polaroids click
As they capture the essence of a naughty noise called
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm)
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Vocal in doubt is an uplift
And real is the answer that I answer with
Dying yet live, what you must realise
THat the tune that I present is surely not a gift
Different in style is definite
And style which I flaunt is sure legit
Now set aside, I say I hold pride
In performing this melodic misfit
So swing 'cause this pitcher is pitching
In sense JD Dove is now saying
All sing along to his favorite song
WHile the pocket transistors are playing
But least but not last I'm frightened
For the words that I reply hold doom
Life of the check can be stopped by accident
When you're tripping the wire of the Plug Tune

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm)
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)
(No-one that I know can live my life for me)
(Are you ready for this?)

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MASE: 
Yo Pos and Dove, stand clear to be plugged up into line one and two 
So y'all can flaunt the new style of speak

(And good luck to both of you)

Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two 
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One

POS: 
Answering any other service, 
Perogative praised positively I'm acquitted 
Enemies publicly shame my utility 
After the battle they admit that I'm with it 
Simply soothe, will move vinyl like glue 
Transistors are never more shown with like 
When vocal flow brings it all down in ruin 
Due to a clue of a naughty noise called 
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmmm) 
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Flowing in file with a new style 
Barrels are cleaned and loaded for salute 
Chanters with the choice standing steady like my mouth 
This paragraph preacher is now introduced 
Drums are heard sounding off on each and every person 
Vocal confetti is blown at top stage 
Roses and violets aren't proper for throwing 
When showing appreciation, why? This is a Daisy Age 
Hands won't sweat 'cause there's no threat 
Mic will stay dry while pitchin' so loose 
Rhymes aren't fables but stable to be on time 
'Cause they're marketed and labeled sticker 'Posdnuos' 
This pitch will fit with every consumer 
Microphone loosed in cycles, start blooming 
Profit and cost should never be lost 
All due to a clue of a naughty noise called 
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm) 
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two 
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two

DOVE: 
Dazed at the sight of a method 
Dying at the death of a neverending verse 
Gasping and swallowing every last letter 
Vocalised liquid holds the quench of your thirst 
Reasons for the rhythm is for causes unknown 
Different individuals are dazzled with the showbiz 
Auditions are gathered but the Soul would just rather 
Hold a count at three and in the end leave it as it is 
Flow to the sway of my do-re-mi 
Leaving are fixed lunatics who will hawk 
Words are sent to the vents of humans 
Then converted to a phrase called talk 
Musical notes will send a new motto 
Every last poem is recited at noon 
Focus is set, let your polaroids click 
As they capture the essence of a naughty noise called 
Plug Tunin'

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm) 
(Mmm-hmm, yeah)

Vocal in doubt is an uplift 
And real is the answer that I answer with 
Dying yet live, what you must realise 
THat the tune that I present is surely not a gift 
Different in style is definite 
And style which I flaunt is sure legit 
Now set aside, I say I hold pride 
In performing this melodic misfit 
So swing 'cause this pitcher is pitching 
In sense JD Dove is now saying 
All sing along to his favorite song 
WHile the pocket transistors are playing 
But least but not last I'm frightened 
For the words that I reply hold doom 
Life of the check can be stopped by accident 
When you're tripping the wire of the Plug Tune

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmmm) 
(Mmm-hmm, yeah) 
(No-one that I know can live my life for me) 
(Are you ready for this?)