De La Soul:Stone Age

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“Stone Age”
Artist: De La Soul
Albums: Buhloone Mindstate (1993)
  • BizMarkie starts out the song beatboxing while
    De La Soul chants the words "I'll beatbox" *

    [Dove] Ah mic test one two
    [BizM] Aww man, I check it better
    [DeLa] Ah whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark?
    [BizM] I hit the rhyme with the mayonnaise, that's what I mean
    [DeLa] Ah whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark?
    [BizM] Man I got beats up my sleeve like you wouldn't BELIEVE!
    [DeLa] Whatcha mean BizMarkie? Whatcha mean BizMark?

    Ah with my "ah one two" I substitute about a loop
    So let me serve with the slope, with the Plug of two scoops!

    Mr. Miyag' never did dip for Dove
    Bootleggers my legs and, grit about a hug
    And who gets the Motts, I knots by the chance
    I rain-dance.. I rain-dance
    But steppin just a bit I don't need another shadow
    Makes makes, is gonna be the new man's motto
    Don't increase the bull, because my pulley is broken
    and my belly is full
    It's a second I reckon on the bone and the ball
    Makin London bridges fall, so check it
    I bring a point to the joints that we change and chop
    but we could bring it back to the beatbox!

    * BizMarkie beatboxes with style and soul *

    I'm Posdonus Plug Wonder.. plotter
    Serenade her cause I gotta.. record
    When in the womb I was naked.. now I
    chill with latex cause of how I, enter
    the black wood without a splinter, provin
    I had the chills what helps in movin, asses
    Saw the light cause I got glasses, so we
    sip the cappucino slowly

    I'sah makes the big money!
    I drive big

    cars, serve the bubble like a bar.. tender
    When in flight like a sender, lace
    Sticks of dynamite on bass, head

    Lace the shoe until he dead

    [Shorty No Mas]
    Run! Cause the cop is gonna come
    This my Plug style

    so they can kiss my, grits
    Hold my balls without a mitt.. grab
    the mouthpiece to talk the dag.. nabit
    I keeps goin like that rabbit, rico-
    -chet a dame I need a Snicker, satis-
    -fy the Norman to the Gladys, Knight
    My glasses help me see the light, so we
    sip the capuccino slow

    In life, it's what you see is usually whatcha

    get, won't take a Drag-without-a-Net, no

    To put the rhythm in the, bone

    marrow, laid the pipe to please Cari-lou

    I don't know!

    If it's true..
    Chocolate, nubian girls flock to it, sweets
    And if I can't sample beats, get the
    beatbox equipped with the, dirt
    BizMark and Doug E. works, fine
    Mase work the wheel I tangle lines, HARK
    the light is thirsty in the dark
    so we..

    * BizMarkie beatboxing while De La Soul chants the words "I'll beatbox" *

    It's like I saw it in the river but my M wasn't fixed
    Super heavy like a Chevy pump a Maseo mix
    I had some screams in my pockets, and played it kinda hush
    and did the outs (got to check out, the avenue)
    I peeped the ?? Zoah ?? on the gimme gimme, plus we hit the plat'
    Then the amps was on samp's, the villains got fat
    The Natives weren't the neighbor then to, NIGGA PLEASE
    It's a hustle for a joint when your settlement G's
    But we still be on the wax because it acts like that
    We still be on the moves because it moves like that
    So there ain't no reason to don't stop
    Cause we can bring it back to the beatbox!

    * BizMark finishes it off *

    "Yo who, I don't know who was on the mic man
    This thing smell awful here man.."